Bill Paley (mycroftca) wrote,
Bill Paley

The day is young; I'm between classes, and I stopped in the exhibit hall to use their computer. This morning, the many access points that the hotel had running are all suddenly mute. We couldn't log on. Fooey!

Once again, we walked to the Convention Center, about twenty blocks. We took a different route. On the way, we saw that folks decorate the trees, the wires, and the ironwork with Mardi Gras beads flung up to drape garishly. forestcats has taken a number of photos of same; watch her journal for when she posts them. We passed a sandwich place that we had visited five years ago on our perambulations, and we stopped in for a very tasty breakfast, and then moved on to the classes.

The effects of the legal changes are rather obvious; the drug reps have much less to do, and there's not much going on in here. Aside from the computer time, I have no reason to be in here, except for waiting for the next class, which I will momentarily be off to.

Can't wait for tonight's dinner. Oh, yum!
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