I am still in Chico at the podcasting conference and having a blast. I’ve learned a bunch of technical tips and tricks from Jody Colvard, and Declan Dunn gave a great presentation on how to actually monetize blogs.

Now I know that goes against the grain of a lot of bloggers, who see their blog as a form of self-expression - but hey, if I can make money and have this much fun… and it’s legal - I’m all for it.

There are some really cool folks here too. Last night I stayed up very late with a bunch of new gal pals, drinking wine and laughing way into the wee hours. I can’t remember when I last laughed so hard.

Which reminds me….

On my flight here, during my long long layover in Vegas, there was a group of women sitting opposite me at the gate waiting for the flight-that-never-was. All seven of them were sitting in a row, each of them wearing dark glasses and apparently somewhat hung-over after a few days of partying in Sin City.

They were having SO much fun, giggling and laughing like teenagers.

When the flight was delayed and the affects of the previous night’s alcohol apparently began to wear off, one of the gals decided to go to the bar for a couple of bloody marys for them to share.

But on the way back she made the mistake of walking right past the gate attendants with two plastic cups, each displaying a large stick of celery. Honey, you should have eaten the celery at the bar and not been so obvious!

Well that got the attendants all excited and what had been viewed as simple female frivolity suddenly became dangerous levels of intoxication. An attendant came over and hauled the poor woman off to the side, telling her that she would not be allowed to get on the plane.

They determined that she would be a risk to passengers and crew and was told that she would be re-booked on a flight that evening.

Meanwhile, I had been sitting next to these women for 2 hours, and she might have been slightly buzzed, but no more than the guy sitting on the other side of me with his very large Starbucks.

And the irony is - they sell mucho alcohol on the flight!!!! I’ll bet that if she had ordered a drink on the plane they would happily have served her. But just because they were all having SO MUCH FUN, she had to be drunk. After all, how could anyone possibly have that much fun and be sober???

So the question is…

How much fun is too much fun?

Interestingly enough, as the flight was delayed later and later, a bunch of VERY disgruntled folks became really aggressive towards the gate attendants. But these “dangerous” women continued to crack good natured jokes and giggle amongst themselves.

I know who I’d rather sit next to on a flight. How about you?