If it’s President’s Day…

Mid-February?  Then i’m at an annual geek fest workshop, somewhere sunny and warm.  As i nursed coffee and Tylenol for breakfast*, i was trying to remember how many years i’ve been attending.  First one?  Probably 1994.  In New Orleans.

The next year?  i was added to the organizing committee.  Probably because of my demonstrated drinking and debauchery technical credentials.  After doing my time as an organizer, mostly have been just part of the techno-rabble ever since. 

For the past four years?  As a panelist on the “Senior Guru” session.  Which includes beer.  i could pretend it’s because of my brilliance, but more likely it’s because i do “stand up” during the panel session, and often torment the arrogant and clueless…

Two years ago i was optimizing my ‘fucking off’ time.  Last year, i was assaulted while bedraggled and partially clothed… 

This year?  i am simply enjoying surf and sand – i’ve got no complaints**.  As i watched the multi-national ‘sand volleyball’ nerd-ament this evening?  It struck me that i love these goofy bastards…

Can anyone spot the German scientist?

* Standard fare at this event…  Alcohol may have been a factor.

** But it’s not over yet.  The group dinner tonight, and then an entire day of nerdery tomorrow…  There’s plenty of opportunity for something to piss me off.