The First Snafu...

Well, the evening wouldn’t be complete without at least one screwup, and this time we’re getting it out of the way early.

Common Grounds double-booked the room. So we’re in the middle of setting up, and suddenly realize that half the folks there are planning to attend a poetry reading. And frankly, the reading organizers were a little snippy about it. “We reserved the room.” “Well, so did we... what do you think, we just decided to set up all this video equipment without making arrangements to be able to actually use it?”

As Mr. Seitzinger said, “Two words: Cluster, fuck.”