tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125354955146250762.post181994793906806791..comments2024-02-20T16:10:31.948-07:00Comments on First Nerve: Sleepless in SarasotaAvery Gilberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18104017679971839738noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125354955146250762.post-66774725229155387912009-04-24T15:02:00.000-07:002009-04-24T15:02:00.000-07:00Olfacta:
Know what you mean about FLA. I miss bei...Olfacta:<br /><br />Know what you mean about FLA. I miss being at the meeting but at the same time it was becoming sort of an out-of-body experience. The interaction with fellow scientists is what it's all about--the setting has a strange air of unreality about it. (And I didn't even mention the Hyatt's new fake rock grotto and hot tub . . .)Avery Gilberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18104017679971839738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125354955146250762.post-54886152623731042122009-04-24T05:19:00.000-07:002009-04-24T05:19:00.000-07:00Trust me, it won't.
My grandmother lived in Brade...Trust me, it won't.<br /><br />My grandmother lived in Bradenton, and we went there several times a year. Like the rest of Florida, it used to be wonderful; she had a yard full of fruit trees, grew hibiscus and was a painter. Now Bradenton is full of retirees from Michagan in ripstop nylon track suits driving motorhomes at 10 mph down Cortez Blvd. <br /><br />Oh well. <br /><br />Great post! I always wondered what those confabs were like.Olfactahttp://olfactarama.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com