After a very wet drive through the mountains, I arrived in Pittsburgh and got off the freeway right by the convention center. And the city was jammed, with no parking nearby. After fllling around for an hour, I parked at a distant lot and took a cab. On the way I was nearly run over by a billboard truck with an anti-gun message on it, referred to as a “street blimp.” All I can say is it drove like one.
But I did arrive in one piece, went upstairs, and did meet up with Breda, Alan, Old NFO, Bubblehead Les, We’erd Beard and New Jovian Thunderbolt. And there were mature adults shaking hands and introducing themselves by their internet handles, which was just hysterically funny.
Interesting things were seen on the exhibit floor, of which more later.