There’s always something to howl about.

Unraveled by Unchained, or: Why I put a leash on my Spring Break plans.

So I was chatting with Brad Coy the other day, (On the phone!? Get out of town) and he asked me why, after participating in the hoopla of the Project Blogger competition, did I not go to Inman Connect.

Me: “Well, uh, um, well, uh, you know, um…”

I must come clean: I really hate conferences. I have the patience of Job with a lot of things, BS ain’t one of them.

I simply can’t sit in a crowded room listening to someone drone on and on, particularly if they are droning about something they are selling. And with a conference I’m supposed to pay for that unique pleasure? Especially when there is a big beautiful city calling my name? No way, not me.

When I heard that Bloodhound was planning a conference, I cringed. Then I immediately made plans to go- not because I thought that this conference would be different- the truth is I didn’t think it would be different, oh me of little faith. I made plans to go because I love Arizona and haven’t been in years, and thought it would be fun to finally meet a bunch of Bloodhounds. That was it. My double secret plan was to show up, say Hello!, put in a minimal amount of face time, then quietly bug out and head for the desert. And let me add something I’m not entirely proud of, but it’s important to this story: That was still my plan up until yesterday.

Greg says: “We’re nobody’s fan boy, nobody’s water boy, nobody’s pony boy.” Amen, brother! I might be a contributor here, but the way I see it, BHB Unchained is going to have to prove to me that it’s worth something before I’m sticking around for the show. I love this from Kelley Koehler in a comment on Agent Genius

“Remember me? I bought a ticket. Me. My money bought me the right to demand your attention on me, the right to only care about what I can get out of you. Anyone wearing a vendor hat and doing anything other than helping me becomes merely an irritant with no value. Your focus is on me. Your goal is within me. Anything – no, everything – not in line with that focus is useless.”

To which I say, “Amen, sister!”

I’ve been paying attention to the line-up of speakers- certainly interesting, but I’m still not convinced I’m going to learn something. Yesterday I was sitting at home, minding my own business when Greg emails with some details for Bloodhound Unchained and dammit all if now my best laid plans for a leisurely vacation have been foiled.

Did you see this:

Day 1, Class 2: The Way of the Farmer, dominating the Long Tail to dominate your farm Six 20-minute segments:

Segment 1 — Listing strong to farm strong
Segment 2 — Building single-property web sites
Segment 3 — Using engenu to dominate the long tail
Segment 4 — Zestifarming to dominate Zillow
Segment 5 — Blogging listings with engenu
Segment 6 — Belly-to-belly farming the Web 2.0 way

Maybe you saw it, but did you really read it? “Day 1, Class 2” This only represents 2 hours worth?!! 

Greg shared more: “Each segment is supported by supplemental material — discussion, elaboration, demonstration, interviews — etc.” Apparently this is all presented in workbook form.

I’m not spewing from a kool-aid addled brain; I’m very very cynical about this stuff. I’ve not been to any Inman Connects, no NAR shin-digs because I hate conferences! There will be no Mary Kay cheerleading from me. And maybe this is business as usual at real estate conferences, but I saw the blogs after the last two Connects and according to those that went, most of the good stuff happened in the halls. Correct me if I’m wrong.

I don’t know much more yet. I know that there will be a class on The Way of the Hunter (whatever that means- no details), and I’ve been told that there will be a class on making the most of your database. engenu will be there, but I’m not really working with it yet, so I can’t weigh in on that. Oh, and sharpen your yellow #2s, because apparently they are planning homework. These are classes, hands-on, slogging through it classes: Not presentations, not sales pitches, not a dog and pony show. Feel free to disagree- yeah, go for it- but maybe this conference will be worth it after all.

On the other hand, I’m beginning to think that my double secret plan for a relaxing vaca has just been tracked down by a Bloodhound and kenneled in the backyard. I certainly hope so.