You might’ve seen my post the other day about my cat registering his disappointment that I wasn’t around to play games with him for a few days. At first it was cute, but last night it was payback time. I came into my home office this morning to find ol’ Floyd had gotten to...
One last ACES conference post: These are business cards I amassed; each has a little story worth passing along. Mike Fuhlhage teaches copy editing at the University of Missouri and helps get the student paper to press. He’s the guy who went to the Southern Culture on the Skids show with us. He’s a...
Thanks for your kind attention. Yes, I consumed too many Shiner Bocks. Ears are still ringing a bit from the Southern Culture on the Skids show. Haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in a week. But I’m not complaining. So last night we were in this rotating restaurant at the top of the hotel,...
There’s no more room for any more data, which is fortunate, because the seminars are all over. All that’s left is a bash at a restaurant down a few blocks from the hotel. Not that three days of alcohol abuse and sleep deprivation affect the brain or anything, but I was in John McIntyre’s...
Ears still ringing from seeing Southern Culture on the Skids last night. Wonderful band, especially if you’re into rockabilly and surf guitar. They sound like Creedence Clearwater wanted to sound but couldn’t because they were from the Bay Area. The 10,000 Dick Dale surf licks made the picture complete. Continental Club is one of...
Banquet still to come this evening, then a possible excursion to a downtown bar to see Southern Culture on the Skids. All this activity is wearing me out… it’s way more than 7.5 hours a day I put in at the Merc. I’ll be glad to get back to work; I need the rest....
Melissa writes to say our cat, Floyd, has chosen the following means to express his insistence that I return home to my rightful role: amusing him with ping pong balls and laser pointers. Floyd and I miss you and to prove the point Floyd pulled a pair of your underwear out of a load...
Wanted to let y’all know the conference ends Saturday and I’ll be back to regular blogging next Monday. There’s so much stuff happening here that I need to get back home to find enough time to blog.
Are at the conference main page. I dined with Pat Ryan of NYTimes News Service, the woman in the center of the pic currently at the top of the page, the other night. Headline winners are here. I’ve made an internal vow to win next year’s contest. This vow is resting somewhere in my...
If you’ve been a desker more than 10 years you’re apt to have your “what happened when I applied at the New York Times” story. For the longest time the Times’ recruiting director was Merrill Perlman, whom I joined for dinner Wednesday night. Merrill’s positive, toughminded and funny (and a scuba diver, I learned...