I’m going to ask you “Are you going to Twestival?”. If you reply saying no, I’m going to yell at you wondering why the fuck you’re not. If you ask what the heck Twestival is, I’d ask if you were on Twitter. If you were to say yes, I’d slap you one. Otherwise, I’d be telling to get the hell out of my sight before I set Baby Bear after you.

That probably could have been better laid out in the form of a flow chart. But I’m not the one to go out of my way to make things accessible, so deal with it!

Basically, Twestival is a glorified form of a tweetup. By glorified, I mean it takes place on the same night in around 175 cities, you have to PAY to get in, there are hundreds of people there (or about a hundred), there’s big things happeneing on the night, there’s a fancy place rented out, and money goes to charity.

So what will I be doing there? I hadn’t exactly thought about it. It may be because not going is a bad thing, or it may be because I want to meet faces both old and new. Or it could just be to try and win the raffle stuff (I heard there was a raffle!)

Baby Bear will also be there trying to get more pictures with people. After his rather successful “Rick O’Bear”, he wants to get pictures with everyone now. He just better hope my camera battery lasts… So if you see the bear around, don’t be afraid to get snapped with him!

Now hurry up and go read about the Dublin Twestival event. It’s this Thursday in the Sycamore Club. If you attempt to turn up and pass off as me, I will set the bear on you. There’s also WiFi there (which better be free!) so don’t expect me to be quiet at all! I might even be able to finally utilise my N810 – poxy DCU proxy won’t let it through! >:(