IO Travel Journal: Tales from the ASCRS Ghetto

Greetings, faithful Blog readers! I write to you now from my comfortable and quintessentially flamboyant San Francisco hotel room, while wearing giraffe-print bath robe, in anticipation of Day 2 of the ASCRS conference.

Yesterday was alternately joyous and excruciating - joyous because I had the pleasure of meeting many of you and excruciating because I was in four-inch pumps. I failed to take adequate notes on the goings on of the show, but I will be sure to do so today and will report back with due diligence. Yesterday, the play-by-play went something like:

8:50 AM Walked to Moscone Center in heels. Ouch.
9:10 AM Began setting up our Booth.
9:55 AM Befriended some nearby ASCRS compatriots. Stole their candy.
10:55 AM Dear God, these heels.
12:01PM SHOW OPENS! Flood of visitors to Booth 3032! Like bees to honey! Like sharks to blood! Like me to the restroom when it was time to get picked for sports teams in seventh grade!
...Yada yada yada yada lots of interest, holy cow, I don't think I've said the acronym "EMR" more times in a row and with such high-pitched inflection....
4:55PM Why were high heels invented?
6:00PM Celebratory dinner of paella and tapas with the IO Team. Sangria. Lots of Sangria.

Hope to see you all today. More Blogging to come...

--FR

(Picture: "Felicia Gives ASCRS the Thumbs Up")