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It’s been a couple weeks since I posted here. I’ve been swamped personally and professionally, and after my sound drubbing at the hands of Big Red in the Great July Blog-off (aka, Another One of My Dumb Ideas), I decided to just take a little writing break.

But it’s fitting my first post back should be about Podcamp Boston 4, as it has hooked me up to the juvenation machine with regards to getting excited about my usual nerdtasticness . In fact, I might start geeking out a lot more on this blog, instead of just using it as a repository for my lame thoughts on the latest episode of “True Blood” (which I thought sucked, by the way, tonight’s had better be an improvement), and other assorted inanery.

After spending the last 36 hours fully geeking out, I am zonked.

I can has nap?

But I’m also psyched. I’m psyched about all the great discussions I had this weekend, and all the great connections I made, and people I met, and all the incredibly smart women who have (believe me) about a thousand different things to say about the state of gender and technology, and all the old Boston social media friends that I got to spend time with for the first time in forever. (I forgot how much I missed them.)

Most of all, I’m psyched to take everything from this weekend and pour it into my work–I never blog about work and I don’t intend to start now, but I’ve been doing lots of exciting stuff lately. And I sometimes forget how lucky I am–based on my Twitter stream from the last couple days, it is pretty obvious how passionate I am about this stuff. And I get to immerse myself in it every day–how many people can say that?!

Passion runs rampant in the geek community. This was a flamingly gorgeous weekend in Boston, and hundreds of people gave up time with their family and friends, or even just time to sit outside with a book, to commune with fellow geeks and talk about social media. That’s passion, people. And I love it!

I will have much more to say about Podcamp in the next few days. But in the meantime, I need a nap and a beer. Not necessarily in that order.