The outbound portion of my itinerary not yet scuttled, I leave tomorrow for the ASA annual meeting in Philadelphia. Sociologists as far as the eye can see. A couple of years ago I took some notes on surviving these sorts of things; we’ll see how things go this time around. I do see from the forecast that it’s shaping up to be exactly the kind of weekend that makes me dread being a pedestrian lugging a briefcase from my affordable hotel to the convention palace:
Can’t these things be held somewhere arid once in a while?
update: PS, confidential to the dry cleaners: Really nice job with the crease on those khaki pants. Too bad they’re supposed to be flat. How to find me in Philly? I’ll be the one with the sharply-creased flat-fronted khaki pants.