Raindrops keep falling on my head

Wednesday night was the blog meetup, at Kookoo. Interesting venue, I haven’t been there before. In fact it’s through these meetups that I’m seeing a few different night spots around town. No more will I be confined to the Lounge, Hairy Canary, Spleen and that mysterious place on Swanston Street that I don’t even know the name of that is impossible to find if you don’t know where it is because it’s an unmarked doorway somewhere between Tech Books and Little Lonsdale Street. Actually it’s great to see all these places (and more) thriving – it seems like the whole CBD is thriving, and it’s the little places that are cleaning up.
Viva la small business
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I didn’t stay for the really heavy drinking, but was there long enough to chat to a few of the Melbourne Blogeratti. There were a couple I didn’t utter more than a few words to, but hopefully next time. Naturally the conversation wasn’t solely confined to blogs and diaries and things. No no, we talked about domain names too. Uhh, and a bunch of other stuff as it happens.

As I stumbled out back onto Swanston Street, I encountered that kind of slow falling gentle rain, flowing down from the night sky between the streetlights. I walked briskly through the raindrops back to the station.

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