Who do I think I am? Who don’t I?

Oh hey, you’re still here? Fuh-ine. Come along then.

I wore this sensible secretary/Marge Simpson dress all weekend long. I threw a jumper in my AA bag regardless. I forgot I had tickets to War Horse in my Nella Bella clutch, the show was Saturday night so I weighed my options – continue being a hangover waste of space on the couch (actually very favorable, Shannon and I kept it real for many hours horizontally on her L-shaped wrap around holla) or go to a frickin’ fancy play and even though I fought sleep 400 times during I made it through War Horse now give me my medal.

Thank you. Finally, some much earned recognition. Hey there Anum. Anum thinks I am awesome for some reason so we are friends now DEAL WITH IT.

Back to the program now. My hair is getting longer, healthier. Fading yes and poker straight fine/thin from once being wizard white platinum but still, getting healthier and longer all the same. It will be a luxurious homecoming treat to be a mermaid again.

Strawberry earrings.

Booking it cos we is down to the wire, for my rock star panel. How rockstar.

What is this Woodbine racetrack?

Should have taken the skywalk. That is a Toronto regional-specific joke!

Oh look there’s Rannie.

‘sup Rannie. I have known that kid ten years. I like how we all rise together. #daps.

Look how excited Anum is to meet/hang with me I am so happy for her! juh-juh-juh jokes! This conference coverage (YES ONCE AGAIN) will be a two-parter. I’m using my crappy camera’s pics first. Colleague’s next. There’s just too much kay? Deal. Then once Love Trap airs (Cosmo TV Wednesday night 9:30) I can blog all of my behind the scenes footage too. I am good content-wise for like weeks if I totally wanted. But who cares about the past? It’s a finite resource -Doug Coupland. (one of my favs).

And then, your hero had a business meeting at the Ritz. What. It could happen. And can I just say that hotel bar people watching is still the bee’s knees.

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as usual we got up to no good last night

Found this article and decided to comment. I’ve decided to “play the game”, rather, play pretend like I know what the f- the game even is, or care. I have mad traffic, some bloggers make more money than me, the gloves are off and it’s time to dance. This is my arena, I’ve been coat-tailed to the top and as a friend recently said it was painful silently watching me hand the keys over to the kingdom over the past year I was like awww no WAY!

Here’s my comment:

Eleven years this November is how long I’ve been blogging.

“Bloggers are not typically trained journalists that understand the company/PR firm/reporter news continuum.” Wrong. Fully understand, it’s called shutting up in business and not burning a bridge. Bloggers sound off for no reason at all times for attention and it’s time to grow up.

You do not need 90 days to make an incredible event, it takes 30, choose your top 5 (or 3) influencers who then extend their network force, pay them, mash networks together, treat that project (event/product campaign) like a pyramid scheme until it is completed.

I am actually speaking on a panel in two hours on what a blogger is worth, this article is timely. Thanks!

What is a blogger worth? I have so much to say, I have trimmed it down to bullet points and Katrina said yesterday it’s not like people are going to give their trade secrets away. Oh yeah, why not? You can’t imitate this originator, or can you?

FIND OUT SOON!

Mom got me these in Vegas. Mom and Lois spoil me, I’ll show you her (lois) tickle trunk treats when I have time. I haven’t seen them since our Rob Ford Dan Aykroyd tag team brap brap!

I love Katrina! She found a hotspot in kitchener called RAYMITHEMINX! That’s a super fan. Hi friend! Kat and I have been yammering away on twitter or my blog I forget (Do you follow me? You should I am psycho on it it’s fun @raymitheminx) the last little bit and it was a pleasure to run into her and learn of her hilarity in person, what a gem. I nicked her a triangle of brie for the road, there were 20 leftovers and all going to charity. She has kids and blabbity blah I am Robin Hood go melt it on some garlic and jam and toast mmmmm.

Snooki glasses.

When I ordered my drink I requested less tart more booze.

Cammi said everyone at her table said I was beautiful so I floated over like an angel and said hi. I liked stalking Cammi’s tweets on the ticker screen and then seeing her three seconds later. Girl got mad style and twitter following get me some-a that! We sashayed down the catwalk together in May. Fierce.

Made Rosana’s night “Thursday night dinner and celeb-spotting @raymitheminx made the night” awww. Also that fine cat is Mark, #SCCTO uhhh this guy: co-founder & Chairman of Social Media Marketing Agency; ShesConnected Multimedia Corp. He just wandered in to the keg where mom lois and I were holding court and we hung out, he taught me a zen speech master trick I am going to implement today. Utterly top secret though. I was in the bathroom washing my hands and Rosana’s gf says, hey, do you, blog? I’m like HELL YES I DO WHERE IS SHE!? Ha then I snuck up to Rosana in a corner and tapped her on the shoulder like something out of Punk’d. It was a good moment. She, like many other little raymis in time of guidance often asks herself, WHAT WOULD RAYMI DO? She also said her and her friends try and decode my tweets when I’m up to mischief. I have sentence dyslexia and a big mouth.

We never stayed at the keg so late but I was bagged, it was nice once the sea of suits mellow out and head back to their homes. Seeing CEOs smashed and smash wine glasses one after another is also totally hilarious, plus the dudes lining up to try out their pick-up lines. I had SCCTO non-partying guilt but I wanted to work on my notes and visit with the girls.

My mom has 200 photos and is taking her sweet princessy ass time in uploading them so you will have to wait. I’d have had them up already if it were my camera, which I didn’t take cos I assumed colleague blabbity blahhhhh.

Argentinian chicks.

One for me and one for me it would be awesome if molson could sponsor raymitheminx tv. I feel like every ridiculous publicity stunt i’ve engaged in the past has been an insane waste of time for not filming it, and i am not saying that in a phoney delusions of grandeur everything I say is comedy type way (even though it is and i am a professional entertainer) but, it’s just more fun, that tv thing. I want a video blog. The options agreement to my life rights is expired so I’m a free agent now.

OK SHOW TIME.