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18. tuesday is uninteresting.

19.1. on wednesday, just before my flight home, i'm scheduled to give my poster.
19.2. it's my first time, and i really don't expect anyone to be very interested.
19.3. the instant i unfurl the poster and pin it up, i spot a typo: this despite spending literally 3 days making it.
19.4. interested person #1: random grad student from ohio state(?) who asks pointedly dumb questions and stands on one foot a lot.
19.5. interested person #2: assistant prof. at _____ university who throws technical jargon at me at a furious pace, most of which i suspect does not actually make sense. by the way, he concludes, you should read all my papers, the references of which are on this convenient list. right.
19.6. interested persons #3 + #4: two plump, ditzy girls complete with whispering and giggling and "no, we didn't have any questions"
19.7. et al.
19.8. i suspect everyone just wants to steal our imaging sequence, which our lawyers have fortunately surrounded with an impenetrable firewall of IP protection.
19.9. mercifully, it only lasts an hour.

and...that was neuroscience '07. not really as fun as previous years (less free food and drink for one), but a good conference nevertheless. i'm considering hbm next year, but that's in australia, so goodness knows where i'll get funding for that. throw some eccentric millionaires my way if you come across any.