You know the drill: Third Wednesday of every month, Abbey Bar (upstairs at Appalachian Brewing Company in Harrisburg), 7pm till ???. This month the Tweetup falls on the 21st. If you’ve got a Twitter account, blog, or pretty much any online personal whatsoever, drop by and meet your social-media neighbors! We’re screaming towards the two-year mark (!) of our monthly gatherings, and the cold weather only makes it better. Barring a sudden outburst of 80-degree weather, we’ll be inside this time around. You can identify us by our laptop- and/or iPhone-to-person ratio of 5:1. If that doesn’t work, just ask an upstairs bartender where the Tweetup is.
I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, but our Twitter hashtag is #hbgtweetup. Please use it any time you tweet about the event so we can get a decent idea of how many are coming.
See you there!
This is awesome. Look what popped up on my bank account:
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The train is a wonderful thing.
I’m sitting here eastbound on the Amtrak Pennsylvanian (facing west, because apparently that’s how they do things in New York), sifting through several hundred pics & vids from the past five days in NYC. The near-silence of the train means I can actually concentrate on tagging & cataloging said media. My laptop is plugged in and charging, thanks to the seat-side electrical outlets (four to every row). My VZW cell phone has continuous coverage, giving me unlimited broadband for the entire trip. Although I really don’t mind driving to and in NYC, Amtrak usually winds up being cheaper, and always involves less hassle.
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I’m eastbound on the Pennsylvanian. Me and my wireless Internet connection (who says Verizon phones can’t be tethered?) are parked up front in Business Class. An angry, Macbook-toting, hoodie-wearing emo is angrily kicking the seat of an old man in front of him. My complimentary coffee is strong. And free. The fields of Lancaster county flash past the window as 700 tons of Amtrak-stamped steel hurtle through at 60 mph.
Somewhere in the distance, a cow moos.
What used to be a monthly trip for me has, over the years, dropped to an every-other month trip, then almost entirely out of sight. Obligations of my previous position at work (which I am not complaining about, I voluntarily chose to work all those crazy shifts) made travel plans almost impossible. But now, with my M-F 8-4 job firmly entrenched, I decided to dip into my massive pile of annual leave and disappear for a while.
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Oops – forgot to post this. September’s Central PA Tweetup is taking place tonight at 7pm in the Abbey Bar (upstairs at Appalachian Brewing Company in Harrisburg). Given the weather, we’ll probably be inside. Might be a tad chilly and/or rainy to be outdoors.
And sorry for the late posting. But we do this every third Wednesday, so it’s not like you didn’t have any advance notice!