Where was I? In Omaha, Nebraska. Yes, you read that right. I was at Big Omaha.
Why didn’t I sleep? Because I was surrounded by amazing people that had amazing stories to share. And I may have shared a few of my own. They were willing to sit in the courtyard of the Magnolia with me from dusk until dawn and share what they knew (and a bit of brew!)
I made many great new friends in Omaha. It is an interesting city – much more interesting than I thought it would be, in fact.
I don’t know. But Jeff Slobotski does. It took him over a year, but Jeff got me and Robert Scoble and Rocky Barbanica to Big Omaha. And I am thankful that he did.
And I really can’t explain why people were willing to stay up all night and talk to me – and have fun with me. But they did. Perhaps it was because we were in Omaha, and they loved having us there – they loved some freaking attention. And they deserve some.
I’ll be in Omaha again, at least annually. And before this event there probably was little chance I would ever say that. Because I knew nothing of Omaha before this past week, except Omaha Steaks. Oh – Jeff made sure we met the family behind Omaha Steaks as well, and that we got to be friends with them is an additional “Wow”.
Thanks Jeff. Thanks Omaha. And thanks to everyone else that forgave sleep for conversations and new-found friendships.
I am no longer in Omaha, but Omaha is now in me