The conference call? The one that is supposed to start at midnight? Well, it's been pushed back until 12:30.
It is slated to run until 7AM.
Seven. A. M.
I get to laugh hysterically, right?
So, I'm sitting at my desk, and my cell phone rings, and it is huey. He wants to know if I know where a couple of people are, and I give status updates, and he thanks me and hangs up.
Five minutes later, my phone rings again, and it's huey's phone again, and so I answer the phone with a much-beleaguered "Whaaaaat!?"
"meri? This is Clifton! We're in DC! You should come drink with us!"
Some of my Hawaii friends might remember Clifton from lava.net. He's in town for the FTC conference. Since I have the scary concall tonight, I begged off, but I think I will definitely be trying to see him tomorrow.