You don’t have to say it because we already know. We weren’t around the second half of last week. We didn’t review SMCRVA on time and we broke our weekly Friday ritual by neglecting Tweets of the Week. Well, the truth is we got a little holiday happy and began our Labor Day celebrations a little early. Which basically means we took Thursday and Friday off, didn’t tell anybody, and disappeared into paradise for the remainder of the weekend.
But the important thing is that we’re here now. We hope you enjoyed your holiday. We hope you ate plenty of whatever the hell you eat on Labor Day and drank plenty of refreshing cocktails. More importantly, however, we hope that in the real spirit of Labor Day, you put somebody else to work to accomplish something you simply didn’t feel like doing. We did and our lawn looks great because of it.
Because of our neglect, this weeks edition of Tweets of the Week come from tweets we read on Monday. Yes, you might not believe us, but while you were hard at work stuffing your face with free Chick-Fil-A sandwiches or sipping on a rum and coke, some people were hard at work attempting to entertain others with witty comments on Twitter.
As always, we encourage you to follow each of these 5 people, as they keep the party in our pants rocking all day long. Literally.
Once a month, Twitter users from all over the capital city gather at a pre-determined destination to discuss, engage, and participate in the latest happenings as it pertains to Social Media. These gatherings take place at various locations and include a variety of speakers, ranging from local business owners to members of the local media to members of the Richmond community who have mastered the Twitter phenomenon.
For two hours, we network and chat with one another, exchange business cards, and listen to panels on a specific subject. Afterward, of course, we network and exchange more business cards; this time, with cocktails.
They call it Social Media Club. We call it one of our favorite days of the entire month. Last Thursday, the club, or #SMCRVA as it’s more often called, invaded Mekong restaurant to discuss “local business and social media: is it working?”
The result was undeniably sexy.
Please accept our deepest apologies for the lack of content over the last week or so. It’s not that we haven’t done anything worthwhile. We’ve actually been all over the place. This doesn’t suffice to explain the idleness of our blog. I can only really speak for my own absence, though.
This week, I’ve found myself opening up a new post, typing one sentence, and then abandoning it. This has happened on several occasions. “Writer’s block” is probably not the appropriate designation for this phenomenon, and I’m hardly going to blame Attention Deficit Disorder. The week has been interspersed with the most addictive activity of all: practicing the art of doing nothing.
For as long as I can remember, Friday has been a part of some phenomenal traditions. I’m not sure what it is about the fifth day of the week, but people can’t seem to get enough of it; even though Saturday is essentially the same thing, minus the day job and your boss. When we younger, we had TGIF. This weekly barrage of television sitcoms made us laugh, cry, and everything in-between. It was also a great reminder that just because we hugged another family member during a fight didn’t mean cheesy instrumental music was going to play in the background.
Recently we’ve been graced with the presence of Follow Friday, which us Twitter folk know as the culmination of the other six days in which we’ve read and displayed tweets. You choose a select few (people that make long lists are doing it wrong) Twitter users that you enjoy and you do what any good citizen would do; you share it with your fellow man.
The Friday tradition has continued in the form of Tweets of the Week. In what has quickly become our most popular feature, we showcase 5 tweets from local Richmonders every week that were either utterly hysterical, incredibly interesting, or both. We encourage you to follow the people featured in TOTW if you aren’t already, as they get our Twitter seal of approval. If you haven’t been featured and would like to be, either start being funnier or subtly have a friend nominate you.
Without further ado, things you actually care about: Tweets of the Week.
One weekend a year, the city of Richmond gathers its nearest and dearest from far and wide for three days of hedonism, debauchery and all-out fun. No, we don’t host our own Woodstock, but it’s pretty damn close. Best Friends Day, in its eigth year, certainly gave those hippies a run for their money. Over two thousand people celebrated, making new friends, reconnecting with old friends and generally drinking all of the PBR in Richmond. read more…
Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your… giant green drunk bus
When we wrote about “To the Bottom and Back” last week, our post was met with disbelief from more of you than we expected. Some of you actually believed that we made up a fairy tale; that this bus was Richmond’s version of Bigfoot where you never actually saw him yourself but always heard others rave about him to their friends.
While we hate bursting bubbles, we have to tell you the truth. “To the Bottom and Back” is real. But just because something exists and it’s free doesn’t mean it’s worth your time. Otherwise, people would be climbing over top of each other trying to catch herpes. Literally. Which is why we decided to have an “OMGWTFRVA” night out, invite our friends, and see if Bigfoot on wheels could deliver us both to the bar and back home without a scratch. As most of you know, this is not an easy task whatsoever.
We are happy to report that not only were we all accounted for at the end of the night; we also had a blast attempting to become a statistic.
What results when an engaged couple asks an OMGWTFRVA-er ordained by an online pseudo-church to wed them?
A marriage that shall certainly endure.
I’ve known Eric and Alicia for about three years (they’ve been together for approaching five). Having watched their relationship develop in ways I never could have imagined, I was elated when Alicia’s sister called me from Japan in December to report that Eric had proposed; my excitement was multiplied when I learned that the wedding was only 8 months away. Soon after the couple’s return from Japan, a visit was in order so that I could congratulate them and learn the details of the engagement. I went over to their house with the expectation of having some kind of simple invitation to the wedding. That assumption could not have been more erroneous.
After the jump, I’ll take you step-by-step through what it’s like to officiate a wedding. (Or, you can just look at the pictures and ignore the massive amount of text that I spent hours crafting.)
We cordially invite ALL of you to join us around 8 pm tonight in front of Starlite Bar (2600 W. Main St) as we embark on our journey to the bottom and back. We will be taking the aforementioned “drunk bus” down to the bottom, having a few delicious beverages and then riding the faithful transporter back up to our side of town.
If you can’t join us right at 8, don’t fret – you can meet up with us later in the evening. The bus runs beginning at 5 PM until 3 AM, so look for a big green bus and get on it. It loops beginning at Ellwood Thompson and traveling down Cary St into the bottom. Simply tweet us at @CameronParker, @chokeychicken, or @omgwtfrva, find out where we are and come join us. It’s very simple.
Those of you that didn’t get invited to our incredible prom or chose not to attend our SMC After-Party, don’t make the same mistake twice. Regardless of how much you want to drink or how early you have to get up on Saturday, join us in the bottom – because once the drunk bus gets involved, there’s no telling what kind of shenanigans we’ll get into.
You’d better be there, Kevin Clay.
Well, folks, it’s that time again. Friday. The day you’ve been waiting to arrive for seven grueling days and seven sleepless nights. You’ve been waiting for the beginning of the weekend, so you could kick off your shoes, rip off your belt, and slide your pants down to your ankles. Not because anybody asked you to, but simply because you can.
More importantly, Fridays mean you get new Tweets of the Week.
We have a lot of new candidates this week, due to the fact that we began following some hilarious locals featured on Favrd.com. With that in mind, you may not have not have heard of some of them simply because they haven’t been recognized for their greatness yet. We cannot recommend enough that you start following them immediately; they’re sure to touch you in all the right places when you need it the most.
Also, if you see a tweet during the week that you think should be nominated for a tweet of the week, shoot us an email or an @ reply. Shockingly enough, we’re only human.
Oh. It turns out that social media junkies can assemble in real life without using alcohol as a catalyst for conversation.
