Ahhh..gianluca, thank you so much for reminding me of the bad ol days...
Gladiator, LMAO...I hear ya!
In Lakeland, Fl, where we had many conventions until they were moved to St. Pete, we used to have birds that would somehow get into the arena...during one memorable day, my grandmother's bible was divebombed by one such bird...I laughed so hard, I thought I'd wet myself!
And, um...er...Gianluca, you mentioned eagerly skimming the new releases for 'new light'...sigh...am I the only one who DIDNT do that?? I would feel so guilty...the new releases would be the talk of the town and I was always embarrassed to admit I hadn't even cracked 'em open (bad Dana...bad, bad)
After I had my first baby, I discovered the 'joys' of the mother's room...often an unventilated concrete box with benches only...ever tried to nurse a baby elbow to elbow with other nursing moms, sitting on a hard bench??? Fun, fun, fun...several times, I ended up in tears...but at least the conversations were more interesting than what was being spewed from the platform...
Dana
"A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born."
Antoine de Saint-Exupery