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I’m writing this on the plane. I spent all day at the airport, because my
flight kept getting delayed. There’s a big snowstorm in the east that I feel
shouldn’t have much impact on my flight up to Chicago, but what do I know? The
purpose of leaving one day early was to get a jump in the preparations for
Nick and Dutch’s memorial, but it looks like that’s not going to do me any
good. Still, who knows what would have happened if I had just stuck to my
original flight tomorrow. Anyway, I bought the WiFi, and have maintained
contact with the publicity firm and the venue. Everything is fine, and getting
set up. A word of warning, we have not set aside any hotel accommodations for
this event. People have been asking about that, and I totally forgot to tell
you before. You have to work through that on your own. I’m sorry, but this is
so last minute, and we have no idea who is going to come. Perhaps if we had
taken more time, we could have done a lot more on our end, but at some point,
it would have felt like a little too much. Sure, we have money, but that
doesn’t mean we’re gonna spend it on frivolity. Nick wouldn’t like that. It’s
not a party, it’s not a convention, it’s a farewell. And it will be streamed
online, so if you can’t make it, it’s not like you’re missing out. We actually
considered that at the very beginning, holding it in a very small venue, and
letting other people be part of it from the comfort of their own homes.
Thinking back now, he might have preferred that, because then we’re letting it
be available passively, instead of expecting a large crowd. But it’s too late
now, and I don’t want to dwell on the past. This is what we’re doing, and it’s
going to go great. I’ll see some of you Friday. Until then (and even
afterwards), stay safe out there with all the snow and ice. Trust me, I know
how dangerous it can be.
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