Who is Going to TAM 7?

The Amazing Meeting 7 is now just a few days away. Is anyone out there planning to attend? Speak up here! Maybe we’ll run into each other. I’ll probably be taping the BoF logo to my name badge, so you can find me. If anybody asks what it is, I’ll just tell them it homeopaths my chakras.


July 6th, 2009 at 8:00 am
I wish I could, but we just don’t have the time or funds to do it this year. Maybe, next year.
July 6th, 2009 at 10:25 am
I’m going and will look for your forehead. Buy you a beer if you’ll accept.
- reader Richard in Ottawa
July 6th, 2009 at 11:31 am
That “forehead” comment looks quite strange now that I realize you said you were going to tape BoF to your badge and not to your forehead.
Sigh
July 6th, 2009 at 12:59 pm
I’m not going to TAM, I’m waiting for TAM to come to me
TAM London, it’d better be good :p
July 6th, 2009 at 2:19 pm
Don’t knock homeopathy. It’s a great complement to “socialized medicine”. I used to be vehemently opposed to it because of its complete lack of scientific grounding, but the reality of it is that if a patient can be satisfied with a cheap homeopathic prescription, both the patient and the state are better off than if you conk them out with antidepressants and anxiolytics they don’t need and that cost a fortune. Unlike the rest of the quackery medicine, homeopathy is at least inexpensive and harmless (unless you’re allergic to sugar that is)
July 6th, 2009 at 6:17 pm
ericsan – …or perhaps if you skip out on tradition medicine in favor of your placebo effect, all the while the condition actually gets worse then ends up costing more later on.
July 6th, 2009 at 10:11 pm
Robert:
I know that problem. I was barely able to make it to both TAMs 6 & 7 because of unemployment problems that barely got resolved in time. I had to miss TAM 5.5 for that same reason.
But if you have the luxury of planning ahead, you should try to make it to at least one. I originally thought it would be mildly interesting, so for the first three years, I kept finding convenient excuses for why I couldn’t/shouldn’t go. Then I finally went to TAM 4 and had a blast. As good as the speakers are (and Neil deGrasse Tyson last year was phenomenal), it’s really the other attendees that make it worthwhile.
For 363 days of the year, I feel like Superman living with a small piece of Kryptonite. Turn on the TV. There’s Oprah (Kryptonite). Change the channel, and there’s Jenny McCarthy (Kryptonite). Pick up the newspaper (you remember those), and there’s the horoscope (Kryptonite). Turn on the TV news, and there’s a credulous story about some psychic “helping” a kidnapping investigation (Kryptonite). Turn on National Geographic channel, and there’s some ridiculous UFO documentary (Kryptonite).
Then I go to TAM, and for a few short days, the Kryptonite is removed.
(Interesting. My spell checker knows Kryptonite, but not Oprah. Oh, how wonderful it must be to not know Oprah!)
July 6th, 2009 at 11:01 pm
Richard:
I thought you meant you were going to look for the Mark of the Beast that all of us atheists have on our foreheads. You’re out of luck, though. We always keep it covered with makeup.
Actually, I don’t drink. If you can find a sugar-based root beer, I’ll happily accept that! (Inferior corn syrup root beers are
always sometimes occasionally rejectedacceptable under severe drought conditions.)I’m arriving Wednesday afternoon. Wednesday and Friday nights are officially free, although I have tentative plans to go shooting. (No, not guns. Liberals can not be seen in public with guns. It would be too embarrassing, since we’re all working so hard to overturn the Second Amendment. First on the list is abort more babies. Second thing on the list is take away everyone’s guns.)
What I mean is I have tentative plans to go night shooting with my awesome camera. Better offers will be considered. And by better offers, I mean where the hell are my blog groupies? I’ve been toiling away at this blog for over three years now, and I don’t have one freakin’ groupie! We’re all staying at the same hotel, ladies, so just pick up the phone, and I’ll give you my room number. You don’t even need to bring the Sharpie. Just the canvas.