You know that dream where you are standing in front of a large group of people. You are giving a lecture. And you look down and you realize you aren't wearing pants. And then you look at the screen and you don't understand what you are supposed to be presenting on.

Yeah. That kind of sums up my Summercon experience.

Only I was wearing pants. I think. Yeah, I most likely had pants.

And I knew what I was supposed to talk about. How well I articulated is another matter.

But I don't fully remember giving the presentation. Something about source code mutation? Anyone? Bueller?

...

I don't drink beer. Why does my laptop smell like beer?

...

I vaguely recall something about screwing with spammers by throttling SMTP transactions, but it seems that talk was mixed with a detailed discussion of Scotch, and why Whisky doesn't have an "e"

[ Damn, sounds fun... particularly the part about scotch. Wish I'd heard about it sooner since I ended up already having plans this weekend (though I do appreciate the text message, Billy)!

Alas, drunken shenanigans will have to wait 'til phreaknic for me... -k]

I don't drink beer. Why does my laptop smell like beer?

I don't know that you can really make it out, but I could swear I've got a few pics of you with no less than five of something that looked a lot like beer to me, all going into your mouth at once, less than two feet from your laptop, so...

You know that dream where you are standing in front of a large group of people. You are giving a lecture. And you look down and you realize you aren't wearing pants. And then you look at the screen and you don't understand what you are supposed to be presenting on.

Yeah. That kind of sums up my Summercon experience.

Only I was wearing pants. I think. Yeah, I most likely had pants.

And I knew what I was supposed to talk about. How well I articulated is another matter.

But I don't fully remember giving the presentation. Something about source code mutation? Anyone? Bueller?

...

I don't drink beer. Why does my laptop smell like beer?

...

I vaguely recall something about screwing with spammers by throttling SMTP transactions, but it seems that talk was mixed with a detailed discussion of Scotch, and why Whisky doesn't have an "e"

Uhh, if you're looking for your pants. I think i have them.

Thanks again for speaking, it was a great time and i hope we're ready to do it again next year

Acidus wrote:
You know that dream where you are standing in front of a large group of people. You are giving a lecture. And you look down and you realize you aren't wearing pants. And then you look at the screen and you don't understand what you are supposed to be presenting on.

Yeah. That kind of sums up my Summercon experience.

Only I was wearing pants. I think. Yeah, I most likely had pants.

And I knew what I was supposed to talk about. How well I articulated is another matter.

But I don't fully remember giving the presentation. Something about source code mutation? Anyone? Bueller?

...

I don't drink beer. Why does my laptop smell like beer?

...

I vaguely recall something about screwing with spammers by throttling SMTP transactions, but it seems that talk was mixed with a detailed discussion of Scotch, and why Whisky doesn't have an "e"

I believe at one point you said "If I'm not making sense just throw a shoe at me", immediately after which a shoe bounced off the wall slightly above your head.

Summercon: Everyone lost their cloths.