They had tarot card readers – mine told me not to buy green bananas – gee, wonder what she meant by that?
Seriously, though, they should probably have been telling us all to stay away from the cotton candy, popcorn
and booze balls (aka cocktail caviar). I sucked down enough of these little suckers to see Jesus…no wait, that was the Hilton shower. And because blogging conventions are so stressful…

