In slight contradistinction, I am the sort who likes to gather with fellow travelers. The problem being there are so very few of these as to make the whole proposition somewhere between useless and unfeasible. Until now. An event hath crossed mine radar, and I wish to attend it and bloggify therefrom.
Therefore, it is my intention to travel to New Orleans and attend this stellar confab
and, for the benefit of my reading public, blog live.
This won't be easy.
After all, this is an event specifically created for the immoderate consumption of spirituous liquors, for refreshing oneself generously with the finest of the distiller's art, with the alchemy wrought on ardent spirits by "mixologists of tipulars." Combine this with my abysmal typing skills and daily entries may resemble Scrabble games at Happydale Sanatorium.
But I press on regardless.
3- Someone approached me about starting a for-profit newsletter devoted to "the finest things in life, for those who are cheap, broke or both." I thought it intriguing but was unsure of whether there is enough of a market for that. Discuss.
That is all.