I'm sure that there's someone somewhere who hates photos of themselves as much as I do, but oh well. Here we have Dan, me, John, and Jodie. As John noted later, and you can observe, it's a rare panel indeed where John is the scrawny hippie of the bunch, but there you go.
I can relate about Tuesday night that I was wearing sneaks, which I only do occasionally in lieu of sandals in the summer, and as a result, kept catching my feet on chairs, bottles, etc. Felt like a klutz, but mostly it was just that my body sense was thrown off. Surprisingly enough, the liberal consumption of alcohol did little to improve the situation. Perhaps the single most astounding thing about our little party was the truly encyclopedic soundtrack: seven hours of songs performed by bands other than the ones who'd originally recorded them. Wow.
Wow, small world. Sounds like you had a good time :)
For the record, folks, Collin's paper was damn good. I suspect he doesn't think so because he's in the process of articulating a constellation of questions/problems/responses that are insightful and should prompt us to really think about what we do and how we do it. John M. and I simply picked some low-hanging fruit (though, I hope, in an interesting way). In short, Collin was actually doing the heavy conceptual lifting. Conceptually thin? -- Not. Don't let him fool you.
Okay, time for me to light some incense and meditate at my KB altar.