So I’m in Berkeley to do a “Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me.”  [Hi, Chris!]  Two, in fact.  I arrived last night, attended a fine, fine KQED event [Hey, Bob and Kristin, gimme a call!], and now I’m preparing for tonight’s festivities [Is Mike still in town?] and realizing…

This trip just kind of snuck up on me.  [Becca - how’re you and Dinah doing?] I have PEOPLE up here… if only I’d called, [Paul and Lisa!  Wow, are the twins really TWO already?]  if only I’d even jotted down their numbers on my way out the door, forwarded myself their email addresses [What’s up, big Kev?], SOMETHING.

Or, if only there were another way.  [Kat - you have a kid now, right?] If only I had some sort of communication tool that I could selfishly use to arrange my social life… [Has anyone heard from Kenn?] I’d be able to fix that situation.

*sigh*  Just a pipe dream I guess [Hey, Dr. Edie!].