Near the convention center, one man talking to another said, "In this arena, it's all about them." The other man said, "I have never seen such avarice and greed before in my life."

I thought, "I wonder what kind of convention this is." I walked around the corner to look at the signs. Neurosurgery. It was a gathering of neurosurgeons. My neurons hummed, "Hmm. . ."