Sittin' Pretty

Greetings from Ft. Lauderdale

Typed on the blackberry, waiting for dinner, overlooking a dark Atlantic ocean...

Business travel is funny. Especially conferences and tradeshows. Normally, if you were walking down the street and someone tried to hand you a little plastic penguin, you'd probably politely decline. But at these tradeshows, people line up for all kinds of tchotchke. Platic penguins, glittery pins, little foam trucks, cheap pens that won't survive the plane ride home, and paperweights (paperweights?).

It seems like once you get on the tradeshow circuit, and you have your wardrobe of logo'd golf shirts, you get to know everyone else and you become like a traveling gypsy caravan.

But as much as I respect gypsies, and the new breed of gypsy punk rock (google it- I can't do hyperlinks from the blackberry), it's not the life for me. These gypsies don't have that great of a sense of humor and they don't know any Django Reinhardt tunes.