I checked in at the National Meeting, only to learn that I had missed my first meeting this morning. I thought it was tomorrow morning (scheduling and info sharing could be better at the top level of BSA). I schmoozed a couple of people I knew, bought a book in the Scout Shop, and went back to my hotel room.
Phil, our NAUMS Treasurer, was just arriving. We spent some time gassing about stuff. He's working on a report tonight for our meeting tomorrow; meanwhile, my old buddy Lance -- a Hoosier currently working in Dallas -- is coming by to take me out for some Texas barbecue.
I think we'll see some good stuff happen tomorrow. And then, it's, "Hi ho, hi ho, it's back to home I go."