I feel toxic. I have reams and reams of scrbbly notes that look like doctor's handwriting. My ankles are swollen and I know it's from one too many pastries. I spent all of yesterday and a small portion of today at BlogOn and all I can say about it at the moment is that I accomplished two of my goals: Meeting Jeff Jarvis (who's amazingly nice and thinks I should be a blogging consultant) and Tony Pierce (with whom I seem to have an *awful* lot in common).
Right now I have to catch a train back to Springfield. I'll write more later.