'Feral Confederate chihuahua'?

It's OK, Tom, I've been called worse. Nice account of the LP convention in Denver:

It's hard to describe just how hectic the convention was. On Sunday evening, Mary Ruwart took her staff out for a casual "thanks for making a fight of it" dinner at Chipotle. While ordering, it occurred to me that the only things I'd ingested since breakfast on Saturday morning were a few hospitality suite finger-food offerings and a lot of bourbon, cola and Starbucks iced white chocolate mocha latte.

I managed to eat enough during the convention. It's the lack of sleep that got to me.