It always surprises me how much time can stretch and race. The 6 hour drive to DC wasn’t that bad, but the drive back was pretty much torture. Shmoocon ended around 4, and Matt and I decided to eat down the street rather than try and wrestle with the post-con traffic at the hotel. That

If any of you follow my occasional twitters, you might know that this weekend I filled in at the fencing club, teaching a couple youth classes. Officially, I coached for a year at Notre Dame (my second senior year: victory lap) and unofficially I coached a couple of my teammates as early as sophomore year.