Would we feral nextgen librarians be bold enough to cut the line and make sensible double use of the conference sandwich table? Would we be that wild and irreverent? Turned out to be no, A., J., J., and I standing at the back of the line until a member of the graying class sent us around, I guess I’m better at following directions. I was a little scared about having to sit up at the front and talk after we ate, so I ate very little, distractedly, and was too late to get a cookie before the staff took away the plateful of crumbs. Lucky me there were cupcakes later.