A weekly (or other regular, repeating) thematic scheduled event hosted by a blogger in which other bloggers are invited to post according to a common theme and link back to the original blog. They, in turn, receive a link from the original blogger in return, and the increased traffic of all of the participating bloggers from the carnival visiting their blog to read the themed post. Often badges for the carnival are created and posted, either in the text of the post or in the sidebar of participating blogs. This is a way of building traffic and community in the mommyblogosphere, not to mention clutter in sidebars.
See also: meme
17. Chicken Liver
The anonymous moniker for the person who wrote the now-defunct "hate site," Poop On Peeps. Chicken Liver was eventually revealed to be Michele McBee.
18. conference pass scalping
In the weeks immediately prior to BlogHer 2010, conference passes to the sold out event in New York City became extremely coveted and prized possessions. People were sending out desperate tweets trying to find both full passes that would allow them to attend all conference events, and even cocktail/party passes for their spouses or significant others.
At some point, an enterprising individual realized that this was a money making opportunity and put a full conference pass up for sale on eBay (it eventually sold for over $500, with an original price of $200). This caused a scandal among the mommybloggers, some of whom claimed this was a bastardization of all that BlogHer stood for, what with it being a community and everything. Needless to say, I (along with the presence of their ad network, venture capitalists, and five years of salaried employees) disagreed with that stance. In fact, I might just buy up a bunch of extra passes next year to sell at a profit, provided they don't put some kind of ban on this practice, as I'm sure they will do, particularly after they read that this is my plan.
19. copyright issue
When it was revealed that the sparklecorn graphic being used to promote the MamaPop Sparklecorn party for Blogher 2010 had been lifted from Mike Monteiro's Flickr account without permission, the response from Sweetney was to repeat "if there is a copyright issue, please let us know and we will address it" on Twitter several times.
In February of 2010, Danigirl from Postcards from the Mothership discovered that she was mentioned in a Masters thesis written on the topic of Canadian mommybloggers. "Works In Progress: An Analysis of Canadian Mommyblogs" is thought to be the first of its kind, though I suspect nobody has ever looked into this. The discovery of this so-called #creepythesis (its Twitter hashtag) caused quite a stir, and was discussed on many blogs and on Twitter for several days.
Several well-known mommybloggers are mentioned in the introduction to the thesis (including Catherine Connors and Liz Gumbinner, but the bulk of the thesis concerns itself with smaller Canadian mommybloggers, some of whom have fairly small readerships, and the research for the #creepythesis appears to have taken place over the course of several years. Following the discussion shows, once again, how uncomfortable the mommyblogging community is with being viewed as a cultural production from the outside.
According to George G. Smith, Jr., who at the time was working as a representative for Crocs, there was a mommyblogger at BlogHer 2009 who said she would write something bad about the Crocs brand if he didn't give her a free pair. He refused, and later wrote about it on his blog. Smith, Jr's account of the Croctomom encounter has been expunged since I added him to this glossary, but thanks to Google Cache, you can read the full text of his original by clicking on my screen capture below:
This ephemeral mommyblogger sparked a controversy and tons of discussion, and was later dubbed "Croctomom" by MaryMac of Pajamas & Coffee.
Internet term for when you ask a group of people for help with something via social media. For example, asking for a recommendation for the best infant car seat on Twitter is crowdsourcing.
CWAA stands for Christ What An Asshole, and it's the name of a Twitter account that I followed. Among other things, @CWAA posted satirical and sometimes nasty things about bloggers. Typical targets include Gluten Free Girl and Overflowing Brain. During the MayoMeltdown of 2010, I was accused of actually being @CWAA, the logic being . . . wait for it . . . that I followed the account and several other "suspicious attack accounts" on Twitter. In defense of myself, I was asked to explain why I followed accounts that attack bloggers, some of whom I coulnt among my friends. My response is here.
24. degradation ritual
A rite of passage where you have to be beaten down in order to be allowed into some kind of exclusive club, like when a new gang member gets jumped in by the older members of the gang.
I used this term to describe how it was to get past the velvet rope at the MamaPop Sparklecorn party at BlogHer 2009 in my whiny, ranty, kind of stupid post on the topic. Here's the description, which I still think is apt, even if I do think, in retrospect, that the post could have been calmer and more even-handed in its execution:
I do know what a degradation ritual is: I spent 11 years in academia. I had to walk into oral examinations knowing at the outset that I knew the material like the back of my hand, that they knew that they were going to pass me ultimately, but not before they stuck it to me, just a little bit. Not until they made me feel -- in spite of all the empirical evidence to the contrary -- just a little bit stupid and not good enough. They would let me in, would have to let me in, but not until I agreed to do it their way, acknowledged that they were the ones in power.
The way that you get people to participate in a degradation ritual is that you pretend, while adopting a voice of authority, that what you are doing is legitimate. You get people to allow you -- nay! to implore you -- to jump them into your bullshit gang by making believe, making yourself believe, that what you are doing is necessitated by some other, higher outside force beyond your control. That you will run out of alcohol at a party, even when the person wanting to gain admission is a sober alcoholic who certainly won't be taxing the spirit resources of your party, or by claiming that the hotel has strict limits on space and occupancy, even when a room is not even a quarter full of bodies, and the sponsorship tables are still full of deodorant samples and free promotional thumb drives.
But most of all, you get somebody to participate in their own degradation ritual by holding out a promise that, if you play by the rules that you've set up for everyone based on ephemeral, (if any) authority, maybe they'll one day get to be the one to do the jumping-in. If you do it our way, maybe one day you'll get an assistant professorialship for $38,000 a year. If you do it our way, maybe one day you'll get a contract with Federated Media and get to write for somebody else's website for nothing or worse. Keep dreaming that impossible dream, comrades!
25. deodorant party
This is a reference made by Jen Lancaster (in a tweet) to the inaugural Sparklecorn party thrown by MamaPop at the BlogHer conference in Chicago in the summer of 2009. The party was sponsored in part that year by Dove and gave out free packages of deodorant to party goers.See also: Jen Lancaster
26. DO NOT BUY MAYTAG
The Queen of The MommyBloggers. If you don't know who Dooce is, what are you doing here? Don't you have something to balance on your dog's head or something?
A post about the Toyota kerfluffle used the word "erudite" to describe a mommyblogger. Who the mommyblogger described is irrelevant in my mind because -- unless Ruth Ginsberg has recently started a mommyblog of which I'm not aware, there are about 18,000 words that come to my mind about any mommyblogger before "erudite" does.
My theory that there must nearly always be some kind of horrific, life altering tragedy in the life of a mommy blogger in order to lift her up into the heights of superstardom. (In this case, superstardom means the level of traffic that is required in order to make a full time blogging income from display ads alone, which I'm placing at about 500,000 pageviews or more per month.) You can get there without the EVENT, of course, but it's harder. And you can get closer to it without the EVENT, but the EVENT almost always makes it happen.
It is critical that this EVENT is something over which the mommyblogger has no control, and that she did not seek to create for herself, but which merely happened as the result of living her life like a normal person. And her traffic increased as a natural result of her desire to blog through this tragedy with authenticity.
30. Flickr Frenzy
The Flickr Frenzy is what happens after everyone returns from the annual BlogHer conference with their photographs and uploads them to Flickr, a photosharing website. There, photos of bloggers are exposed without the usual liberal use of Photoshop's liquify tool and Gaussian blur that characterize bloggers' own self-representation. Thus, readers and colleagues alike are able to get a more realistic idea of what their favorite (and not so favorite) bloggers actually look like in person. The Flickr Frenzy generally lasts several weeks before everyone's pictures have been sorted through, and it is to blame for why everyone talks about going on a diet before the BlogHer conference each year.