We’re still in Vegas. Still at TAM. I’d post more, but HOLY TOLEDO we’re busy. It’s a good kind of busy, though.
I’m generally not a fan of tooting my own horn, but it appears as tough the Skeptic Ink panel went well. According to the delightful Jessica Bluemke:
I dropped into the “Blogging and Skepticisim: The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” workshop featuring the fine folks over at Skeptic Ink, and it was really delightful. Speakers inclded Beth Ann Erickson, Vandy Beth Glenn, Wendy Hughes,Jacques Rousseau and a fourth person whose name isn’t in the program and I don’t remember because I’m terrible at my job.
The person not listed was Rebecca Bradley.
I found it endlessly amusing and well put together, as were all the presentations by the bloggers, and had the opportunity to meet with them and say as much at the welcome reception later that day.
I got to meet Jessica… she’s an awesome person.
I think the stand out presentation from yesterday was from Carol Tavris, the author of “MIstakes Were Made (but Not by Me). Her talk, Who’s Lying, Who’s Self Justifying? Origins of the He Said/She Said Gap in Sexual Allegations, was certainly a pot stirrer. That said, I feel she brought an interesting perspective to this (evidently) volatile conversation. She began by mentioning she would need a bullet proof jacket as she perused this subject and proceeded from there. I won’t try to summarize her arguments, I’m definitely not prepared to defend them, but when her presentation is available online, it’s definitely worth a look.
I skipped the Bacon and Donut party last night, Good grief, the festivities went on until deep into the morning and while I was feeling kind of OK, I could tell my body was starting to fatigue, my stomach was starting its weird progression into unhappiness, waves of nausea were starting to form. That’s fine, I just slept, recharged my battery, and am feeling better today.
The good news is that I have plenty of space to walk. Walking always makes my abdomen feel better. So, that’s a good thing. Also, Maury and I are contemplating sneaking out to walk the famous Las Vegas Strip. Perhaps I’ll talk him into perusing the Titanic exhibit.
But that may not happen. TAM is simply too fun. I can’t believe the quality keynotes they’re offering.
More on that next time.