i was talking on nashvilleistalking

15 Feb 2010

So, Nashvilleistalking.com (NiT for short) is shutting its doors. Kleinheider asked me if I had any comment on its demise, and I responded that I was actually rather surprised to learn it was even still around. That’s not to disparage the stuff that Christian was doing over there.. But when Brittney left, the format changed enough that it left my radar. And now it’s gone. Not with a bang, but a whimper.

I found some of the old posts from when I was guestblogging one weekend – right prior to Katrina, as it happens. Kinda sad to see me yammering on and making casual mention of the hurricane forming, unaware of the destruction that would unfold..

Meeeeemories.. like the cooorners of my miiind. Someone proposed the idea of a reunion/tweetup, which could be fun. or boring. if there’s beer I’m pretty sure it’d be fun either way. And I think we all know who should organize such a thing.

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@nathanTbaker — February 16, 2010 at 21:34 · reply

Something at or around podcamp perhaps?

cwage — February 17, 2010 at 16:12 · reply

Maybe, though people might be burnt out or preoccupied by podcamp. Note that I was not in fact referring to myself when I mentioned who should organize it. :)

I was referring to Mr. Roboto..

@nathanTbaker — February 18, 2010 at 00:41 · reply

Oh… That text was a different color, specifying its hyper qualities. I stand alongside you in support of Mr. Roboto planning this. =)

Jon — February 18, 2010 at 09:09 · reply

Funny. Brittney’s departure from NIT (in my mind) signified the death of Nashville’s original blogging community. Roboto, on the other hand, signified the death of millions of brain cells. If there is to be a reunion, Roboto is the only option. As I recall, the night I met you, Mr. Wage, I also spent two hours at the bar, talking “shop” with a woman who authored a blog about knitting. At some point I realized she was not going home with me…which was a good thing, ‘cause my mom didn’t allow overnight female visitors.

Fortunately, after going home alone that night and puking in the kitchen trashcan, I decided to move out of the basement and do something with the 20 years I had before retirement. I’m happy to say, I now have over $2,000 in my 401K, and am well on my way to financial peace. And I owe it all to Roboto…

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