I am a writer, a woman, an entrepreneur and a film buff. So, when I saw (and really hated) The Dark Knight, I couldn't resist writing a funny little piece about how the Dark Knight can serve as a cautionary tale for common mistakes that entrepreneurs make. I wrote it up (granted, not my best writing,) and left for a day with friends on a nearby island. I came back to death threats, vulgar insults and comments the likes of which I've never seen anywhere.

Lucrecer, Krystyn, Jen and Alyssa were brought together to form a panel that was moderated by Kyran for the BlogHer Conference in July 2008. Our topic was simple - to discuss why it is that positive posting can make the world a better place. Some of us write about social

I originally wrote this post about being a bicycle commuter for my business blog, Start Her Up, that I write for women entrepreneurs. But within minutes, a couple guys started leaving really nasty comments, so I thought I'd share my bicycle commuting insight with a bunch of women who might just get it. More importantly, might have some good tips for me. I don't want to get back in my car, but I also need to be taken seriously in business meetings!

I'm writing this from San Francisco where I'm attending the BlogHer conference. A kwazillion or so women bloggers in a single confined space. Yes, I thought it sounded scary too (let's face it, that's A LOT of estrogen!) I'm here because they asked me to be on a panel about Positive Posting tomorrow, and, as I sit here surrounded by brilliant women, I am utterly humbled to have been asked. Holy cow, never mind the estrogen, I've never been surrounded by so many brains and balls in my life! Ironically - or not - BlogHer is the company that I speak about the most when I speak to investors.

5 weeks ago, give or take, my husband of 14 years was arrested for DUI with a blood alcohol level of .27. That is 3 times the legal limit. That is really f’ing drunk. He called at 3:30 in the morning. I didn’t hear the phone ring. (I don’t regret that, even if I had heard it ring, I wouldn’t have done anything. I saw it as his mess he made, his mess to clean up.) No one was hurt. Not physically anyway. But we were both devastated. 5 weeks later, we still are.