As much as I hate to admit it, I'm bushed. I have to remind myself that after 6 days at meeting when I was 25, I was bushed.
Various bits from my SfN2014 experience:
- I walked 20K+ steps/day.
- Meeting tweeps/co-bloggers/FamousPseudos was high point for me.
- Closely followed by folks telling me "they love my blog/tweets/advice".
- Talked to many people, at many stages of career about science. I learned a lot. I have a new potential collaboration.
- I drank a lot of Saki with new potential collaboration.
- I did the NIH walk. Got some support for moving institutes (I would like to very much).
- I ate way too much chocolate at exhibits.
- I acquired 57 pens for my tech who steals mine all the time. This should pacify her for approximately 114 days. Maybe.
- Talked to various vendors who can't help me, and one (may Darwin shine his countaence on you, ADInstruments) who may solve a software problem for me.
- I am glad to be going home this evening, but have to get on a plane for personal issue tomorrow. Inbetween there is teaching.
This was first SfN since I moved from Major! Important! Highly-ranked MRU! to significantly less impressive not-quite-MRU. Found it not an issue for me, but did get a couple of "you;'re kidding, you really left a full prof position at MRU?". End perspecitve: life is too damn short to be unhappy.
One of my (Gen-X, natch) colleagues, the master of something or other (tight jeans?) told me that he had made his lab read two of my papers from mid-80's. Then he said that the papers were not really rigorous and that he wished he could publish stuff like that now, and his h-index would be much higher.
<insert deep sigh of disbelief here>
Try to imagine how little I care.
I'm sure there is more to process. But I'm meeting the husband of my late postdoc advisor, and he is very funny, very nice, and I don't get to see him enough (he lives in DC).