Second day off the bike because of the NCURA conference. It's been interesting and informative and all that, of course, but I'm starting to feel fat and lazy and just generally wierd from all the coffee and the big lunch, with dessert. I think the hotel is trying to make up for the deplorable lack of service with the food, which is, by the way, first rate as far as conference food goes. I just got out of a 90-minute session on U.S. Export Control Regulations. I know, you can't wait for me to tell you all about it. Suffice it to say that they are absurd and seriously threaten the development of the very technologies that the Fed is afraid will fall into the hands of "the enemy" which, in one way or the other, they define as every other country in the world. Never mind that those very technologies were often, if not usually, developed with the help of foreign nationals, foreign faculty members, foreign students, etc. Sheesh!
In a few minutes I'm heading back over to the hotel for the "dinner party" and then maybe a visit to the hospitality suite, and then, assuming I survive the 5-block walk along Canal Street in the dark, it's back home to crash. Tomorrow I think I'll go out early and get in an hour on the bike before hustling downtown for the last half-day, and hopefully I'll be able to make it out to the lakefront training race.
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