One day, an enterprising young man decided to host a tweetup. He walked proudly into his kitchen and announced to his wife, “I’m going to host a tweetup!”
“What’s a tweetup?” asked his wife.
“It’s a social event, where people mix and mingle and tweet for hours. And, they share a hashtag,” he answered.
“Umm, you’re married now. The only person you’re sharing a hashtag with is me.”
“No, honey, a hashtag is a keyword that we use to track the conversation. It’s a word with a pound sign in front of it.”
“A word with a pound sign in front of it? I thought you were so cool when we married, what happened?”
“This is cool, trust me.”
“So when is this tweetup?”
“Next, Thursday.”
“I have Zumba at 8:30. Be home by then.”
With his wife’s blessing (sort of), he went off to organize the tweetup. He used Eventbrite to create the event, and invited all sorts of cool people to be part of his tweetup like @bgkahuna and @naptownbuzz. He talked to the people at Burd Ford and they agreed to host. Everything seemed to be going well, but dark clouds were on the horizon. And not just because @nicoleWTHR had predicted thunderstorms that night. No, someone sinister had signed up to attend.
But, our hero didn’t know about the sinister attendee. He was just focused on getting some live music to the event. Did I mention our hero was named Ted? Well, I just did. Why Ted, you ask? Because the world needs a hero named Ted. I’m certain of it. Anyway, Ted contacted @randyclarktko to find out if his band could play the tweetup.
“Sure, we would love to do it. I’m working like crazy to finish a huge project, but we should be done by then.”
“What’s the project?”
“Oh, some knucklehead won the lottery and paying us to create a forty story sign with Godzilla on it near the JW Marriot.”
“@jeffstanger?”
“Yep, that’s the guy. He’s also paying us to create the world’s largest Pez dispenser.”
“What character?’
“Marvin the Martian. Okay, I’ve got to go. See you at the tweetup.”
Ted had his location and his band. He had the invites out and he just needed the food. Meanwhile, his sinister guest was making her own plans for next Thursday!
To be continued…
Carry on, Citizens.
