From Internet to Real Life, or Blog-Stalker
Last Wednesday I met up with Molly, aka Restless Reader, and Laura, aka Queen Bee, ringleader of Oh, Bee-have! for dinner at Lan Cafe, a vegetarian/vegan Vietnamese restaurant in the East Village.
Molly is a former co-worker from Seattle, and although I lost touch with her, it’s been good hanging out with her here. Before I even met her again in NY, I started reading her blog via Seno’s blog. Also thanks to Seno, I discovered Laura & Friends’ much worldly and interesting blog. So you can say that I had been admiring Queen Bee (QB) from afar. Seno called me a dork for it, but whatever, he reads random people’s blogs as well. I’m not sure he is as prone to obsession as I am, but that’s besides the point.Meeting with people that you read about more than you personally get together with is is a funny thing, you see. It’s like they already know what you’re going to talk about, but not really. I had read a while back about QB’s promotion, and when I first met her, I pondered whether I should congratulate her, but with Seno’s always “encouraging” words, decided against it for fear of being a blog-stalker. Leaving comments on QB’s site was also out of the question because that is even weirder and creepier.
But then came my most famous post about David Arch-u-leta (intentionally misspelled) and I realized, this MySpace/Facebook generation feels no qualms about leaving comments that are bereft of punctuation or capitalization, murderous of proper grammar, and in many cases, totally incomprehensible, on a blog belonging to a person that they’ve never met and most likely will never meet. Here’s a whole generation that feels entitled to tell everybody in cyberspace what they think with no fear that their 3rd-grade grammar or their immature opinion will make strangers think any less of them. Such audacity made me realize that I too, could do that. And so I shall. Whether I’m a dork or not.
Filed under: Friends, Restaurant



let’s all stalk each other and make this really meta. then meet at the shack over burgers to discuss. hee hee.
kelly, i used yelp today to pick out the restaurant where david and i had dinner, all because you turned me on to yelp probably without knowing it, so that makes me just as much of a blogstalker.
xoxo
PS it was a really yummy place — just east of hell’s kitchen. maria pia. just outstanding old-school italian.