When I was asked to fill in for this guy at Pecha Kucha 7 in Victoria tonight, I was flattered.
(Well, actually, at first I thought they sneezed. But then when I realized what Pecha Kucha actually meant I was flattered.)
I’ll be unleashing Eventualism: All You Need to Kind of Know in Six Minutes and Forty Seconds tonight, and I’m eventually looking forward to it.
With less than four hours until I have to make the rocket go, I’d best go and get to it. Whatever it is, that is.
I hope to eventually see you there. I hear there’ll be drink tickets!
