Tuesday, March 13, 2007
TequilaCon - Not really a recap but a very nice post regardless
I’m back, and if not better than ever, I’m at least as good as I’m going to get today, so let’s recap:
TequilaCon was a hoot. The facilities were gracious and accomodating, the people were delightful, and the namesake beverage was hiding in Brandon’s closet with all his other dirty secrets and underware. Not that I did any poking around. Hell, by 10 pm “poking” was already pretty superfluous. It was strange to encounter a blogfest in which no one had the “inside story” on me - no one interrupted any of my tales with, “oh yeah, november 05, and you left out the bit about dropping your phone in the soup” or anything like that. The “hotel” where we stayed has two restaurants, four bars, an outdoor firepit, and great murals and art all over the place. Much worth a visit. I’m glad I went. Brandon, Jen, anyone else who was instrumental in making TC07 a success, including Shari who applied a tattoo to the nape of my neck, well done. I got a LANYARD, people. Plus a voodoo doughnut. Nothing can stop me now!
I don’t know about you but updates and recaps (let’s call them “upcaps” - “redates” sounds sort of desparate) can wear a bit thin, so here’s some local color to flesh them out:
One of my favorite places around here is Crissy Field, an erstwhile airfield and toxic dump that’s been restored to full parklike splendor on the city’s north waterfront. It does get chilly there though, so the reclaimation included turning a big old clapboard building into a “warming hut” where visitors can get some cocoa or soup and a respite from foggy wind. It’s a nice feature of a nice park. And of course, it’s warm. How warm? Bummer.
How colorful! Let’s go further with this theme with a few photos I took on friday on my way to and from work. (You may be asking where my TC07 photos are. They suck, okay? Unless you want a slightly fuzzy photo of a cool lamp, this is what you’re going to have to live with. Now eat your gruel and stop complaining.)
bush street facade
my bus stop
looking up from the bus stop
foot of bush street - early dusk
- plus, I think I figured out the photoblog thing now and I might be able to show some photos there without reloading them laBORiously. That’s enough for a tuesday morning for me. Hope you enjoyed it too. Now g’wan with your bad selves. I’ve got a day off from work to enjoy.
