10 October 2003

There are periods in your life when you really feel on top of your game. Bam, pow: you are unstoppable!

And then you wake up at 6am to catch your flight to Portland for an interesting conference, and just before you step into the shower, you notice an email like this one:

From: Doc Searls <doc@searls.com>
To: nat@nat.org
Subject: Foo camp is in Sebastapol CA, not Portland

Just read in your blog that you're headed to Portland for Foo Camp. That's about 500 miles off to the North.

And you wonder exactly how you’ve managed to cling on quite as long as you have.

(Thanks for watching my back, Doc.)