Meant to post about this yesterday, but a non-stop string of Cyan and Long Tail meetings kept me, sadly, doing actual work rather than writing up inane summaries of my rampant social alcoholism.

Despite a slow start (involving a terrifying initial half-hour of sitting at a table by myself, imagining that nobody would show up at all), the inaugural S-A Block Party collected a crowd of seventeen different attendees over the course of the evening, five of whom I’d never before met live, making it, in my opinion, an unqualified success.

As it was also the first chance for a crowd of my friends to meet Abigail (who showed up with a couple of her own friends in tow, presumably as reinforcements), the event brought together ‘holy crap there are real people on the other end of that email address’ internet weirdness with ‘so this girl really exists after all’ dating weirdness, yielding an event that was, in equal parts, exceedingly awkward and absolutely excellent.

In short, my kind of party.