I was at the Maker Faire today for the third year in a row, not because I'm crazy about it (I don't even like it that much………) but for the sake of my son. It is,however, the only place on earth where, by way of contrast with the surrounding folks, I can be considered:
- Stylish;
- Slender;
- Good-looking
All in all, it's kind of like Burning Man, but without the drugs.
I actually have some pithy stuff to say, but I'll hold off for the moment. If I feel like waxing philosophic later tonight, perhaps I'll crank up the laptop. In the meantime, a final good-bye to May (with a swift kick in its backside, just to say"good riddance"), and a hearty thank-you for everyone here.