today was good. about time. 4:30 my time thereabouts, 2:30 in LA. stealing bandwidth of an errant wifi node i can grab in the hotel room. signal comes and goes, and the throughput is subdialup, but it's free so i'm not complaining.

got in yesterday, checked in, put together the ppt for the panel, went to panel. full house, 200 people easy. i only said fuck once. nice response. flattering, gratifying. party, stunned and flattered again. dinner, bar, and then 'burlesque show' became 'strip club.' walking into the place, three guys walk out, the lead says "See? I TOLD you she had that disease." the other two nod sagely. stripper asks if i'm the lead singer for good charlotte. skeevy. last girl of the night dances to arizona bay, or whatever that tool song is. the ironic loathing is thick. hotel, write some, crash around 4.

up at 10, out and around. coffee. catch some of a panel. there's a guy doing a thing on the street culture of india tomorrow at 10 i want to sneak into, but don't know if i'll be awake. anyway, today. lunch, meet, talk. go to mick's big party for set up. party happens. unreal. LA web folk show up. have fun. get hungry. leave party about 11:30, get food. back at the hotel now.

have been on best behavior the whole time. many futurephone pictures and will post when the connection gets better. awards tomorrow night. today was a good day.