I'm connected from the wifi in the Moscone Center. Of course, I have to get up and run to meet my wife in like 90 seconds, but it works. I have exploits to relate, and will write them up later. Wifi is cool! Having connected, I'll leave the laptop on and figure out how far I can get away and stay connected. n old Georgia Tech/WREK buddy of mine who lives like six or eight blocks from this hotel. That will really suck if I never do see him and am this close.

I did finally make it to the the Cartoon Art Museum. It was worth doing, but was smaller and had less stuff than I thought it would. It's only a few blocks from the Moscone Center, so you think that they'd throw a few flyers over that way. After that, I got on the train. I had downloaded the PalmOS trip planner from the BART website so had just enough information to get around. I got off at 16th and Mission, took a left on Valencia and started walking. Around the time I thought I must have had the Borderlands Books address wrong, I saw an Ethiopian restaurant that I decided to eat at. As I turn in, I see that it's next door! Beauty. I tried yet again to buy Charlie Stross's Toast and other Rusted Futures. They had a copy but it was "damaged", which meant that the POD company had put a different book inside the right cover. I had thought that I'd be willing to buy a bent or dogeared copy, but that's too "damaged" for my tastes. I'll have to order this goddamn book online. I did end up buying a copy of a Moorcock book, the one he cowrote with Paul Butterworth and that has the Hawkwind characters in it. The cashier and I talked Moorcock, and that this wasn't a great book in relative terms. "Hey, Hawkwind are characters - how good does it have to be?"

I continued on a bookstore tour of the district, and also bought a Lynda Barry book at Dog Eared Books. I could easily have dropped more money on this trip, but I had so much stuff in my backpack (including the comics I bought from the 3/$1 bin at Jeffrey's Toys and Comics. It was all fun. I got done and ready to leave earlier than I had thought, so I had time to run back to the hotel and drop off my pile of booty (to get it off my booty). Then to the Moscone for the wifi hijinks related in the previous entry. Whew, caught back to the present.