So. It’s done. The conference is over and wow! It is not the amount of work. It’s not the faculty. It’s not the venue. It is the stuff. To come to the conference we bring LCD projectors, print rows of name badges and labels. We copy forms and informational sheets and bookstore items and handouts…
Bluegrass and Bourbon
Spend a week roaming around the land between Louisville and Lexington, Kentucky and you get an appreciation of the awesomeness of nature and the amazing ability of man to harness, use and exploit what nature gives. The state of Kentucky, well, the part in the north middle at least, sits on limestone. The limestone filters…
Finding the Bourbon Trail
In 2008, on a trip to Chicago, we came across a small sign along the side of the road, the kind the government puts up to let you know about what’s ahead. The sign read: The Bourbon Trail. Now, who can resist a sign like that? Growing up in California I was familiar with wine tours…
Touring
I should have pictures, but I don’t. I was having so much fun, enjoying myself, it was like the last ten or so years were just erased, that I forgot to memorialize the time together. I think FaceBook and Twitter make us think we have to do this. I’m sure before there was Social Media,…
A New View
Okay, so vacation. A new view. Things to see, places to go, people to meet. Well, yes, and no. When the girls were little and we planned vacations there was little wiggly room in the planning. I mean, come on, there were four of us, clothes, food, travel, not a lot you can leave to…