So jumped in a cab on Saturday night to head of to the Alexander Hotel. As soon as I mentioned the destination the taxi driver shoots back at me “Are you going to that Awards Ceremony?”. Turns out his brother in law was heading out to it and apparently bringing a bunch of mates.
When the taxi driver knows about it you have definitely hit a tipping point!
So filthy weather didn’t prevent a full house for the first ever Irish Blog Awards. The categories were,
The night was weird for a number of reasons. Firstly most people had never met in person, secondly it was mile after mile of crazily gorgeous looking women, thirdly it seemed to die after the awards with many people exiting very quickly.
I can’t help feeling the very radical and personal nature of blogging needs a different format. This is not a critcism of Damien who gets all kudos for a great night, more the fact that we as participants were too for passive in this particular event.
My take on the night was it was a complete success, but loose the raffle guys , even if I did win a wireless router (thanks and god bless pink 35), it was very village hall, very bingo.
Final bit of info, the guy who picked up Twenty Major’s awards told me his name, and if you want to know it, go ask him yourself 
I took a bunch of photos that are now on flickr, if you’re in them and you don’t like your picture, give me a shout and I’ll zap it.
I see the Irish Blog Awards got a nice write up in the Irish Times print edition today. Of course the picture is not Damien, but TJ McIntyre his partner in crime at Digital Rights Ireland. Irish Times, doh!
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