Got up at zero-dark-thirty for the second day in a row (had to take Betsy to the airport yesterday morning), and left the house between 6:00 and 6:30 this morning, headed for Grand Rapids for the brass thingy.
Got to my hotel at around 7:30 this evening.
Am currently sitting in my underwear at the desk in the room, trying to decide whether to go find some food or merely lie in bed.
Heard several of the announcements for the contest on NPR on my way up (I was streaming Grand Rapids’ public radio station through my iPhone), and they sounded really good. Yay, me.
Very tired. Also very hungry.
Dammit.
TWD