At the last panel of American SF Media, "The Future Is Not Set", you sat next to me and my wife and took notes and we talked for a bit after the panel was over. Because of Gustav were stuck in Atlanta for a few extra days. You were staying at the Days Inn, I believe.
My wife and I were just curious to know if you made it home okay. We felt guilty about not inviting you to dinner with us when we realized you could use a friend or two.
I remember your badge nickname. Let us know all is right with you.