We didn’t make it to Damian Conway’s talk. Ada was fine, but had sufficiently tortured her dear mother by rising early that by 4AM it was all we could do to slide into a motel just halfway up the six hundred miles. We ended up pulling into Oregon around seven this evening.
At least being out of of the Net gave me a chance to catch up on some writing. It’s also a good way of keeping me from my usual procrastination-through-overresearching gig. For instance, I have recently been ploughing through a huge pile of academic economics research on ebay which I’m belatedly realising won’t quite fit into a 1500 word how-to-sell-online-for-novices piece. Worth it if you’re looking for a few white papers for your pez dispenser futures consultancy business, though.
As is traditional with long road trips, we listened to too many show-tunes.