So here I am at the office, waiting to jump onto one of the editing stations to finish up episode 25 of iPad Today. It’s the last day of actual work for most of us before the holiday weekend and the editors are all still finishing up other projects, so I’m basically wasting time till one of them caves and leaves.
Before I started writing this post…
I caught up on my Twitter stream.
I caught up on my Tumblr stream.
I answered a Formspring question and deleted the rest in my queue (they were all weird and/or about Justin Bieber).
I checked my Facebook news feed and got a little more annoyed than usual while scanning my high school friends’ baby pictures, because the babies were all wearing Santa hats or dressed like elves. I imagined that these high school friends probably felt equal disdain for me and considered my status updates the lonely rantings of a sad, childless wino.
I discovered that my cat Lucy had been prominently featured in a Techcrunch post.
I checked to see if anyone had left me a question on VYou (they hadn’t).
I glanced at a Jezebel post about Heidi Montag’s plastic surgery scars because every so often I read things like that to remind myself that there are some really terrifying people out there, and even those people regret getting plastic surgery.
I read a post written by a woman in tech complaining that there are too many articles written about how there are too few women in tech. I mostly agreed with the author, but tried not to overanalyze the subject (my general stance is that I’m too busy being a woman in tech to spend too much time thinking about whether or not there are enough women in tech).
I thought about an anonymous commenter in the TWiT chat room while I was producing my live show earlier today who had said something like “This is so stupid. Real geeks don’t care about any of this. Only girls care about this stuff.” My live show was about iPads and I happened to be demo-ing a ridiculous app that had gotten a ridiculous amount of online press in an effort to prove that the app wasn’t really worth it. The comment had bothered me all day because it made it seem like a) my attempt to be entertaining while proving a point about internet buzz being an echo chamber was worthless, and that b) “real geeks” and “girls” are not terms that can overlap.
I realized that I was thinking too much about being a woman in tech and decided that the commenter who ruffled my pretty pink lady feathers can go take a long walk off a short pier. ($1k says it was a he. Sorry, but I only have $1k to bet. Actually I have way less than that.)
I had a glass of wine. I considered a second.
I checked on the editing stations. They were still occupied.
And now I’m here, writing a blog post about what I did over the last two hours, because this is some really compelling shit, people. No, actually it’s because writing a blog post has become this thing I regard as a chore because it takes more effort and thought than all the other things I almost always choose to do first, and I felt like giving myself a challenge.
And now I remember something: it’s fun to blog. I can blog about anything I want! Nobody is proof-reading this, at all! You think this post is dumb, ha! You should see some of the things I wrote but deleted before I published this! Oh my god!
(It should be noted that nothing I deleted included a section that promised any of you a 15-minute orgasm. No offense intended toward the author of an actual book that does actually promise such a thing, but I don’t know a single woman in tech who’s interested in that. Partly because, well, that’s just silly, think about how long 15 minutes really is, that would be like sawing your arm off, and partly because petticoats are so time-consuming and cumbersome to remove and we’re all so busy being in tech to waste that kind of time when we could be blogging.)