Well, they do. I’m just not cut out for vacationing, I don’t think. What did I do when I got up this morning? I checked in with the office because I had a bad feeling about things—and that feeling was proven right, as the meeting we’re hosting this week wasn’t Thursday-Friday as we’d been told but instead Tuesday-Wednesday. We would have never learned that if I hadn’t tied in today, and that would have been bad … foreign nationals + corporate visitors + 1 day early = one very frustrated Geof.

That effectively killed my morning, between emails and calls. Grrrrr. I’ve gone out and explored again today, but my photographic muse has been silenced, mostly—when I did want to shoot, it started to rain; when it stopped, I didn’t have anything I wanted to shoot—and I’m just plain tired. I also recognize that I have to be out of the hotel super early in the morning, and I’m beginning to wish that I had chosen a hotel out by the airport. Oh well; I’d have a longer drive from the show tonight.

But as much of a blah as today has been—and don’t get me wrong; I’ve had a good time here, hanging out with my friend Holly as she’s had time—tonight is the show: Hem and Over the Rhine. Good times.