The joy of sleep

Yes,  I slept last night.  A long and wonderful sleep.  I kept myself awake with great difficulty until ten thirty, and then I slept until seven this morning.  I woke up and felt a bit funny and awake for half an hour at about three in the morning, and worried that that was it, and my re-found ability to snore had been taken away from me, but I fell back into slumber and didn't wake until the light and Adam's dulcet tones drew me forth.  That and a need to visit the "wash room" to powder my nose.  Then my alarm went off at ten past seven, which was odd, because it was set for seven, not ten past.  It really really was!  I swear I didn't mangle the settings the night before with tiredness.

Anyway, there isn't much to report from this day, it would be pretty dull to anyone if I were to write down all the presentations we attended at the pycon conference.  We sat in Starbucks again before it began, and I had a humongous coffee that kept me full until this evening, and then headed in for our day long series of geek lectures.

There was a chat on stage with the creator of Python, who impressed me enough to make me like the language more.  He was laid back, not full of himself, with an almost gentle demeanor and a seeming wish to help the world and give everything he's done for free because he likes to.  I liked.

Unfortunately, I had a bad taste in my mouth from the guy before, who essentially spent half an hour boasting to us about how clever and hard working and clever again he and a bunch of his friends were to make a web based application that many many people are now using (dropbox).  It's pretty good, and they are making heaps of money, but he's no genius, and is very very lucky.  He was too young to realise that working somewhat hard and fluking it do not the genius make.  Oh well.

Many other presentations, a few good, some dull.

I tried to go to the gym in the evening, but it shuts at six on Saturday, and didn't get there until seven.  Tomorrow.  Although I'll have to be careful with my time, it's only open from one to five.

Not much else going on.  We're having a grand time, and tomorrow is the last day of pycon.  I failed to find batteries at the supermarket today, and will have to ask someone where on earth (well, midtown Atlanta that is) I can purchase them.

I'll write again soon,

Rob