Sunday, April 05, 2009

No Big D

I'm back from the conference. My work-related conferences are generally okay, but skew toward dull, and I'm sure they are far less extravagant than those not sponsored by The Task Force for Child Survival and Development. (Here's their logo:
I'm sure this was a solid logo back in the DOS era, but it's time to hire an artist or hold a contest to upgrade that thing.)

Despite the limited funds, there is always good coffee available in the morning. I'm a tea fan, and was disheartened to see my Tazo herbal infusions were the only non-coffee option. Herbal tea is not tea. Tea is made from tea leaves. Herbal "tea" is made from junk. Tazo's "Passion" variety consists of hibiscus flowers, orange peel, licorice, cinnamon, rose hips, lemongrass, and red poppy. It's like drinking lawn remnants. From a very fancy lawn, but still. Gross. I stuck with the coffee.

I should have mentioned this wasn't going to be very interesting. You should have known. It's a work trip to Dallas.

I went to the Sixth Floor Museum at the old School Book Depository. If you've seen a dozen PBS/History Channel specials on the assassination like I have, the museum is basically worthless -- even seeing the sniper's nest is underwhelming. There's a memorial to JFK about a block away that's an even worse destination.

If Kennedy had survived Oswald's bullets, this concrete joke would have killed him. There are some logistical issues inherent to that joke sentence, but you get it. You get jokes.

So that was a pretty disappointing lunch hour. The next noon, I paid for admission to the Dallas Art Museum. They had a not-so-great Van Gogh. The best painting may have been "Apollo and Diana Attacking the Children of Niobe". Man, Niobe really pissed them off something bad.
I got pretty solid seats for the Mavs game, where fellow K-State alum attendee Mike Beasley was occasionally asked to guard all-star Dirk Nowitzki. Oops! Dirk led all scorers in a narrow victory for the Mavericks. The matchup as seen from my seat, with Mark Cuban's head near the referee:

So, yeah. Big trip to Dallas! Back and bloggin! Feel it!

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