"Apart From That, Mrs. Lincoln, How Did You Like The
Play?"
The show is over, and attendees, exhibitors, and us journos are
enroute or arrived at home (or next assignment). I have the usual
post-show combination of sunburn, sore feet, and head cold. And an
editor is on the line asking for a wrap-up. And my tax accountant
is holding on Line 2. And it's going to rain on my freshly waxed
car. Holy Schnikeys... am I already missing Sun n Fun?