Wednesday, My Beloved and I head to Philadelphia for the annual conference of the National Society of Newspaper Columnists. It starts with a Thursday night reception, but I need to be at the hotel at 2 for the board meeting.
I have created Brick subsets for two previous conferences, in Dallas and Boston, and a weekend workshop, in Oklahoma City. I plan to do one for this one. Ideally, I’d post daily, from a complimentary PC for guests in the hotel lobby, and as long as I’m dreaming, there’ll be no line ahead of me and no foot-tapping yo-yo waiting for me to log off. Hey, mac, I’d say, if you were needing a computer so badly, you should’ve brought your own.
I can’t accuse myself that way. I have a 6-year-old iBook. I didn’t buy the wi-fi available at the time, and most of the hard and the soft components are obsolete. I have to wait to October for the new Mac laptop. Good excuse.
If I don’t get to post “live” — and I never have — then I’ll take a few days next week and make them pretty, then backdate them and post.
Later, only my barber will know if I color the calendar. -30-
