Man, is it cold up here. I can barely type, and even the laptop is running slow.
I was going to live blog the press conference, but my computer wouldn’t even boot until I found some power for it. We watched the plane(s) roll out, emerging from the darkness into floodlights, with searchlights dancing on dissipating (perhaps only temporarily) clouds above the cold desert sky. The wind was blowing at gale force, and cutting right through, with the temps probably in the lower thirties.
More later, after I warm my fingers up. But it may be much later…
[Update a few minutes later, at 7:40 PM]
The party was supposed to go until 9, but they’re evacuating the tent before the wind blows it down.
[Late evening update]
For those of you on the edge of your seats wondering if the tent collapsed on me, I got out before the wind blew it down, and we retired to the Mariah Hotel bar (but tonight, they could have called the wind Mariah, as the old song goes). I just got in from the drive back down to LA. More on the morrow.