I've seen a lot of old friends, been to a couple of good workshops, played the role of the gadfly in a couple of meetings, and drank somewhere in the neighborhood of two dozen black raspberry martinis, provided by the kind staff at the Chattanoogan Hotel bar. I'm friggin' exhausted and have two receptions left tonight before my last board meeting and the six-hour drive home tomorrow. I thought I was going to have a nice break in my travels and at least a month of sleeping in my own bed, but now I find that I have an overnight to Nashville next week. Spaceman, call me, let's do dinner next Wednesday.
I'll have more later when I've had a little time to process everything.