Post Cards from the Fake Liz Strauss (written by the real one)
I figure if Dan Lyons can write the fake Steve Jobs, I can do one better . . . I’m writing these post cards before I go on the UK trip with Ann Michael. Consider it a fictional account of real people we might have met, real places we might have visited, and real things that did or didn’t happen as told by the fake myself. Some things actually might have occurred. Like I said, I’m writing this before we go. –Liz
Hi, Everyone!
We checked in at the conference on Tuesday. Still no one would give up any information about the mysterious shark.
Meeting after meeting found us talking about Web 2.0, social media, blogging, and content. Could we get a person to budge on something about the toothy predator? They showed no interest at all.
Then it dawned on us, which is quite a feat since it was late afternoon. We looked out our hotel window and saw a location that might hold a clue.
Ann and I called John Dodds to say we’d be delayed on our way to dinner, and we were off to see the famous bridge.
We were told that the original famous bridge is now in the southwestern USA. So we settled for this one — which has no appearance of falling down. That was a minor disappointment, for sure.
The bigger disappointment was that no one near the bridge had any information about sharks at all.
Yours truly,
The Fake Liz Strauss
PS That night we accompanied John to a movie premiere exclusively for high-power bloggers. Our responsibilities to our industry had to take precedence over our charitable endeavors and our quest to save the world from land sharks just this once.
