Finally made it to the room, where I took a two hour nap, got up for three hours to make the Opening Ceremonies, the Art Reception and the first 20 minutes of the Small Press Party, then went back to bed for nine hours. Spent much of the night dreaming about Isambard Kingdom Brunel, who is sort of a real life Buckaroo Banzai of the nineteenth century England. I don't know why he's not the hero of a line of adventure stories.
I expect to get in several naps today, and will probably have to ditch the Match Game tonight, but otherwise believe I can be functional. See some, all or none of you here today.