After missing two days of productivity thanks to some horrid virus, I forced myself to get back to work today. Ecobuild. The thing dreams are made of. Or something. ExCel is this week filled with construction sorts being excitable/business-like about the future of our world and the industry's role in shaping it. It was rather fascinating. I'm sure I would have liked it better had I not been sick.
Today's birthday is being spent at PMA re-writing Zsar Zsar's obituary. No celebrations for Pennie. No time.