I went to a little conference this weekend. I like to learn things, it’s true, but mostly I like sleeping in a King sized bed all by myself and drinking beer after beer after beer (plus 9? 11? I lost count) in the company of the smartest mofos in the game (you know who you are).

I’ve never been to Nashville before, but it reminds me a lot of Oklahoma except everything is like way more expensive. And it was worth every fucking penny.

Top Five Things I Learned In Nashville

5. I have really good hair in Tennessee, like it was effortless. It is probably because there is actual moisture in the air as opposed to the dry, vapid, dread lock inducing state I currently live in.

4. I only took a carry on and was so damn proud of myself for being such a light packer.  Upon arrival to the great state of Tennessee, I realized I forgot my damn hairbrush and toothbrush. Light packing fail.

3. While in Nashville I took no one’s blood sugar (I would have if someone would have asked) and I missed it. This is really fucking weird to me.

2. After 13 smoked porters and sitting on the stairs at 1:30 in the morning, the conversation somehow turned to gravy recipes and when I stated that I make my gravy with cornstarch just the way god and my asian MIL intended, my favorite asian friend and I totally fist bumped and I was so overcome with asian validation (it’s what motivates me through life) that I spilled my beer. Twice.

1. I soaked up as much (editor’s note: information not beer) as I could, man.  The sessions were on point, photography, writing, I’m so stoked I was able to make it.  I needed this break.  A great big shout out to Jeff’s wallet (my official sponsor for Blissdom).

Thanks for having me, Nashville.  We must do this again sometime (next year).

Another editor’s note: You should really go read Christine’s Blissdom Recap. Not only is she a total blogging badass with a book coming out, but she has a photo of my hair.