What began as a travel blog has turned into a random journal of law school and other experiences, and a "bully pulpit" for commenting on the world around me. Comments welcome.
Yesterday I flew from Denver directly to Minneapolis for another roadshow. I visited the Mall of America. It really is huge. Attractions include an aquarium called Underwaterworld and a mini-carnival with rides.
My fellow presenters at this roadhow are a motly bunch. We have S, a woman whose husband couldn't come because his parole officer won't let him leave California. We have C, a man with shamrock tatoos who was once a circus clown and said he was in the original production of Hair. We have G, a man terrified to get up in front of an audience. And finally, we have a guy named Greg from Microsoft who was there to present on the same topic I was there for. Oops! He wanted to present so I said fine. I had a free trip to Denver. All was good until I realized I was in a brand new part of town and was about a $25 cab ride from everything. I ended up in the hotel bar drinking and playing pool solitare.
