God, how I hate the word 'blog'. But that's what people know. And how I hate the horrifying 'Live-blogging', which somehow sounds like a primitive public punishment. So I will inflict this on you because my laptop says '6:47 AM Sunday' and I've been walking for hours through the upscale mall that is Boston's downtown skyway system.
At least there's free wifi here.
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All the times quoted are CST. I refuse to believe that I'm in a different time zone. It's unfair. You bastards.
I got in just fine though late last night and instead of heading to the hotel bar for a drink I decided to settle in. My room was 'upgraded' to one with a treadmill in it. So many bad metaphors for business, life, design--its red LEDs kept me up half the night, or perhaps it was the excitement. In retrospect I'm not sure what I was excited about. So far it's just been a lot of walking. I could have stayed in my room and done that.
I navigated the skyway to the conference center at the butt crack of dawn. I live in Minneapolis so I've seen the Mall of America, it it has nothing on this monument to commercialism. Hundreds of stores streamed past, with security guards every twenty feet to ensure that the hordes of designers wouldn't be breaking in and helping themselves to Armani and Sushi.
After walking to the other end of Boston and back (I swear the skyway is a giant spiral, dumping you off not far from where you entered it) I registered and found that the entire place is wifi-accessible. Good. At least I can download my latest spam and appreciate the buzz from my Starbucks while trying to figure out what my agenda is, since they appear to have neglected to hand them out this year.
My first class is on designing CSS, the next one is about photography. We'll see if being up this early affects my ability to take photos and understand div layers better.
I've been getting text messages from an unknown phone number. I assume it's one of the people I met last year since they are talking about lunch. Mmmm, lunch. I hope I make it until then.
I didn't even drink last night and I'm worried about making it to lunch. This could be a long conference.



