Convention of Convention Planners Gets Ready to Party

From our perch high atop St. Paul Place, we could hear some thumping bass coming from down on Flora Street, where tonight the Professional Management Convention Association will get to rock out to Rick Springfield. So Zac and I wandered over to see what was what. We discovered a guitar tech doing the bass line to Kansas’ “Carry on My Wayward Son,” while saying into a mic: “One, two. One, two. One, two.” I wanted to dance, but Zac held me back. I bring you pictures. View images in a new window, if you care to see them full size. I dig the transparent tent. Providing views of the city, rather than confining the revelers to a white enclosure, was smart.