To stay away from the Book Hall. I have to go once to give a double-shipped book back to the publisher. Otherwise, not going this year.
To attend every session on my schedule. Thus far, I have 3 on Saturday, 3 on Sunday, and 2 on Monday.
To annoy Jeremy enough he’ll jump out the hotel window; alternatively, to imbibe Jeremy with enough alcohol he believes he is a human flying squirrel and leaps out the hotel window.
To make new friends that won’t pick on me. This has been the goal every year, but it doesn’t happen. I’m not sure why, really. I am a generally likable fellow, right? Maybe it’s Jeremy. I think he secretly scares people away. Or maybe it is Jim West.