When my plane landed this afternoon the temperature was 65 degrees. Lord, I seriously thought about stretching out nekid on the cool concrete but figured that was a little much for my first day here so I'll save that for Sunday. My hotel is right on the trolley line so I hear ding ding every few minutes and of course the next thing that goes through my mind is, "Riceroni..the San Francisco treat." Could be a long week. I attended both cocktail parties, met some fun people and was greatly relieved to discover that I was not the oldest person in the room. The windows actually open in my hotel room and the street musicians are playing this evening. The drummer I could do without and there is one saxophonist who has played the theme from The Godfather for the past hour but I even enjoy him. It's been a long day and all this cool non humid air is making me positively giddy so I'm calling it a day.
Friday, July 18, 2008
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Boy Jan, you know how to rub it in...lol. It is very hot and humid way down south here.
Have fun. I can't wait to hear all about the trip.
Have fun while you are there but remember "this too will pass" and you will be back to the old grind before you know it.
Great meeting you at BlogHer--hope your laptop is working better since seeing the computer docs.
I have to say everytime I heard the ding ding of the streetcar, the old Rice-a-roni jingle sprang into my my head too. I haven't heard that song for years. Lovely meeting you at the conference.
Oh, would you all be quiet about BlogHer? I *couldn't go!!*
I did once live across the street from part of the big Italian family that *owned* Rice-a-roni, though. While they didn't sing that jingle all the time themselves, they were pretty weird.
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