Made it to Atlanta with my 75 lbs of luggage in tow. And I carried it all myself, too. (Imagine me making a muscle now)
I've already chatted with Gary and Paul, and many other folks. Now off to admire the RHINO table once again, and to celebrate a certain poet's birthday tonight.
It's really warm here! Glad I left the wool and faux fur at home.
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