crazyOn those days at least two of my friends will be participating in Blogathon as a fundraiser for their chosen charities. From 9 a.m. Eastern Time Saturday to 9 a.m. Sunday, Blogathonners post once every half an hour. 49 entries in 24 hours, y0.
I'm going cross-eyed just thinking about it.
See, last year I both donated to three people's Blogathon charities and -- this I'm especially proud of -- kept commenting throughout the event. I was awake and engaged for 21 hours of the 24-hour event (finally crashing when it was still dark here, but dawning on the East Coast). And as I'm on the West Coast, three time zones earlier than the people I was sponsoring, I helped them "over the hump" (those almost-to-the-end, early-morning hours where, as Blogathon vet
shadesong said, "you want to spork your eyes out") by sending them comments and keeping them engaged.It's a surreal, strangely intimate experience, staying up and engaged that long on a computer and communicating during such a blogging marathon. You're all evermore punchy, likely to start giggling, and prone to bringing up truly weird-ass subjects. I was already friends with
shadesong, and I started to become friends with her fellow Blogathonners slipjig and zarhooie that day.I already know
shadesong is doing it this year, as is zarhooie -- she'll return to her special LJ llama_go_moooo that she created especially for Blogathon last year. (I haven't yet heard if slipjig plans to do it again. No pressure, Adam!) And for at least a large chunk of that 24 hours, I plan to employ my mad commenting skilz (y0)...P.S. For the sake of full(er) disclosure, I wasn't at my computer the whole time during Blogathon '06. I ran out to do errands (Fred Meyer shopping plus a comic-shop stop), but got back online quickly upon returning home. And I was blogging in my small way (here's my Saturday output; and here's my Sunday output).
