I'm attending the AAEC's 50th Anniversary Convention over the course of four days. I won't be attending all of the times for it since I agreed to help the neighbors look after their kids over the summer... I thought it would be babysitting gigs for night time deals whenever they went out, but they put together a weekly schedule and as my new schedule was being written out, I realized, "holy shit, I'm becoming a nanny..?!?" Why does it feel degrating? I like kids, but the title 'nanny' sounds SO degrating. lol. Maybe I'm more like a Mary Poppins figure than Betty Crocker? Anyways, I get to eat my Maryland Crab Cakes in fancy dresses and suits at the Mayflower, get to listen to lectures in the lobby(?), and going to the Washington Post main building for additional cartoon convention katundu (katundu = stuff - translated in some african language my dad picked up during his peace corp years).
So, again, quite excited!

Must dream. Cheers! Kell