Got in some poker playing up at Pechanga today? Check.
Remembered to bring my swim trunks for the hot tub? Errrrrrr..... shit.
Made my "Mandatory Required By Law" pilgrimage to In-N-Out Burger? You bet your ass I did.
Remembered to get in touch with Chris so I could possibly hook up with him while I was in his neck of the woods in Orange County? Oops.
Set up my Earthlink dial-up account again so that I could dial in from the rooms which don't have in-room high speed internet? Check.
Found out on arrival that despite what the people told me on the phone, the hotel is no longer in the Dark Ages and my room has hotel-provided (not the conference-provided) WiFi available... Sweet.
Made friends with the conference staff by bringing them what appeared to be much-needed food and drink while they were stuck at the registration booth? Check.
Now to get some late dinner and watch some TV, and get to bed (somewhat) early. Anyone who thinks "going to a conference" means "doing nothing" has never been through six days of LISA, believe me.
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