If there’s one note of consistency between my older writing and now, it’s that I usually have better things to do with my time when I’m tapping these out. In this case a speaker’s note for later in the week. In theatrical parlance, a script of sorts. Just as I am with improv, I’ll be pretty rubbish if I don’t prepare one for tomorrow. But here we are anyways. Let’s see. London was April, which means it’s time to move on to the bigger ticket item from September to November. Faced with three conferences more or less in a row, I opted to stay on the move for close to two months. This meant bouncing from South Africa, to Slovenia, to Russia, sandwiching in about two weeks of telecommuting from various hostels in odd parts of
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