My feet hurt.
I feel a bit wooly.
But also elated.
Mr. Snicket was a riot, and EXREMELY pleasant as well.
Even though we were among the VERY last of 450 people with whom he sat and chatted (extremely wittily) and for whom he signed books.
I have pictures.
Oh, and remind me to tell you about the catastrophe with the van. Holy stink-moly. :-P