I still don't know how to write about it, and I can explain more in person.

Last weekend's CFS meeting  was a fucking trial. It involved travel to a strange and unnatural land where the sun never shines (the interior of a convention centre). It involved working on a team in an increasingly hostile environment (where people are instructed to follow ( Read more... )

                I will shake your right hand
                       to verify the absence of weapons.

See... there are these two sets of people and I belong to one of them, or so I'm told. Apparantly most everyone does, and those who don't really should. And there are and were things that go along with these.

Talking with Alex and he says that ( Read more... )