I was right behind you when you moved up to take pictures. Bald, dark hair and beard, glasses, dry sense of humor. When the hotel wench told you to sit down I was sure you were going up the ropes with a dagger in your teeth...
And, my brain was toast later Sunday evening winding down to fly out.
You'd never know that I attended a public speaking course just Saturday. I was babbling incoherently Sunday night - at least my friend from Vegas was laughing right along with me..........(or at me). FV