Silverdocs: Door-to-Door Service

Walked out the door to get my all-important press credentials and — there they were! Left on my doorstep by the Silverdocs Fairy. My first thought was to head back to bed, but I pressed on and trekked to “downtown” Silver Spring. Oh, excuse me, Candyland.

To underscore the “green” sensibility of the fest, the handy Silverdocs tote bag is…bright green. And pretty flimsy. For this fest, I’m carrying the complimentary Silverdocs laptop bag from 2003 — an actually functional item. And solid black for added hepness.

Inside the goodie bag was a black T-shirt (to differentiate from the increasingly ubiquitous green shirts staffers and volunteers rock), the guide book, ID badge and lanyard, a postcard (”Dear Mom: By the time you get this, the festival will be over”), and hard copies of the materials already e-mailed.

When I got to the Festival Hub, a staffer suggested that my home delivery was because I’m “extra-special.” Oh, Silverdocs, you know me so well!

Also ran into Docs in ProgressErica Ginsberg, who was heading back to Documentary House where members from the D-Word were probably already trashing the joint. You know what happens when documentarians are let loose….

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