Jet Lagged in Seattle
That was me. The first five mornings of my seven odd days at LISA'14 in Seattle started between 0400 and 0430 in the morning, as my body insisted it was time to rise and shine. The most fun, though, was the wake-up due to SMS, when our garage door failed to open for Marcia. Turns out the spring catastrophically unsprung itself overnight Sunday night (though Marcia couldn't figure out the source of that noise until morning). Fortunately, "catastrophically" didn't include damage to either house or cars. She consulted, then called Overhead Door, who came out and made it all better,…
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