from the MLA convention, that is. In other words: we survived. And things were pretty swanky, at least at the Fairmont Copley Plaza where resident dog Catie Copley was too booked up to go walking with us but did prompt some of our deepest theoretical thinking... which Professor Allen will explain to everyone since I, ahem, cannot.
And, yes, the interviews went well, as you can see from this photo. We tried not to overwhelm the candidates with our elegance, but, well, what can you do, right? We are who we are.