And so, it looks like I won’t be engaged for the tour in late February, but I will be returning to D.C. at that point, with future hours to be determined as the project rolls along. And CPAC is on.
The outstanding invoices have supposedly been paid, and I’m starting to think that perhaps that very first one honestly was lost in the mail. The Organization is, in fact, short of staff at present—and I do live across the country from where the checks are (we hope) cut and mailed.
In the meantime, I have to thank the people who are facilitating my CPAC trip in the absence of any actual, literal money in my account from The Organization. First up, there was a long-term loan from a family member who was flush from a current project and liked my business plan for the trip. (Not the “party all night” part of it: the “discuss thus-and-such with so-and-whom” aspects, for the prospects I intend to reach out to during the trip. He already knows I’ll be partying hard, even without the need to drink.)
And then we have the others, some of whom gave during my first round of blegging—and some of whom chipped in after they found out my work circumstances had changed suddenly at the most awkward of times.
• Jeff T., one of The Conservatory‘s most loyal readers;
• Mike Rogers, the Tea Party activist from New Hampshire;
• RSM (twice! + he helped to spread the word about my difficulties);
• Zilla, who probably gave more than she should have, but might have been “paying things forward” a bit after the blogosphere helped her through a recent tough time;
• Sissy Willis, whose blog is badass—and visually appealing on the exalted Gerard level;
• the always-interesting Ladd Ehlinger (who may also have the most extraordinary blue eyes I’ve ever seen, which is saying quite a lot, since I know lots of Celts and Anglos);
• Michelle Malkin, who did not give a token amount;
• Glenn Reynolds—also no token amount—Glenn is the consummate gentleman, always;
• Chap (thank you, Sir).
In essence, the Big Loan paid for my air ticket, and the blogosphere is feeding me, which is lovely: my first year at CPAC (in 2006) I lived mostly on protein bars, but that was partly my fault, since I had paid full freight for one of the banquet dinners, and then had to scrimp hard the rest of the time. (No one had told me that you can attend those events as a reporter as long as you don’t eat—and I’d wanted to see the speaker in question [the then-VP, Dick Cheney].)
I will be blogging every day at CPAC, though I actually have tasks I need to perform for all my businesses while I’m there (the blog, the news site, The Organization, and some work on the event-planning and buzz-creation side). I’ll be a busy girl—and I still plan to grab a few tonic-and-limes with several hundred of my closest friends. Yet both LMA and TC will get updated.
Thank you very, very much—all of you.
I’m reproducing the button below: feel free to buy me a new Mac battery, if you like, so I can work without hunting for a power outlet. But understand that I’m very, very grateful for everything you have all done for me so far.