My friend's booth is Topstitch Embroidery & Graphics. Go in the Cow Palace, turn right, go into the next section, turn left and it's up on the left, across from the lady with all the hair scrunchies. If your hair is longer than boy-length, the hair scrunchie lady WILL grab you, sit you down and fix your hair up in one of her little doodads, and you will end up buying a couple. I've seen it happen more times than I care to count!

Anyway, that's where we always are. Are you going in the AM?

It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

Theodore Roosevelt