Look, Mom! I went to a journalism conference!

Last Saturday I was fortunate enough to go to the Society of Professional Journalists conference in Eugene, Ore. I was eager to go, knowing I would learn something essential to my career. Plus, I really wanted to check out the UofO campus.
Unfortunately, the early hours of the first meeting left me with my head nodding, and the only thing that could keep my focus was former Senatorial candidate Steve Novick's tiny, tiny feet swinging in the air.

He's short. Really, really short. I had to try not to marvel at him extreme tininess, and how people fawned all over his squat little frame. To be fair, I voted for Novick in the primaries, I like him. I just had no idea he was practically a midget. I think I like him more now. Especially because watching his feet swing a foot above the air as he sat across from me was hilariously amusing.

By noon I was fully functional and eagerly listening to a panel of freelance journalists. I was disappointed to learn that I would probably have to get a real job if I wanted to solely freelance. I can't work a real job. It will kill me. But hopefully I can be a reporter and freelance on the side.
All in all, every speaker loved their job, and loved writing. That is the kind of career I am looking for. I found Saturday to be reaffirming, and a good deal of fun.