Even though yesterday officially started the HOW Design Conference in Boston this year, I got here mid-day Thursday to kick it off properly. These things which fly so high need runway space to pick up speed properly, after all.
After a few laps around the Boston airport, I finally hooked up with my buddies Leslie, Mel, and Judith for a hot cab ride to the hotel. So great to connect with my pals! The connections you make at events like HOW can be life-changing. But you already knew that.
The wonderful (at least as wonderful as ass-sweating hot can be) baseball game at Fenway Park is ranked as my all-time favorite. Thanks to my pal Dan Regan for loaning me the duds. I had a few stares, but only from people I know, then they gave me props for representing Kansas City properly. The two layers garnered a few outright "are you crazy" comments, but it was another layer to absorb the sweat (Danny, I promise to wash it before I hand it back). We were facing west, at sunset, in 92 degree (80% humidity) weather—sweating wasn't optional. In the photo, I'm flanked by the lovely Darcy Hinrichs on the left, and the lovely Dyana Valentine on my right.
After the game, we met up with the last of the pub crawl. Again, loads of fun because of the folks we ran into, but so hot... Who knew a cold shower could feel so right. Then off to bed. The Sheraton's 3:30 a.m., 700 dB fire alarm and accompanying "please evacuate the building" message was not welcome or enjoyable. In case you were wondering.
That pretty much wraps up day one. Thanks for reading my two cents.
p.s. Your good juju today: Don't ever under-estimate the power of a good night's sleep. It's GOLD baby!
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