Overheard tonight over the second annual Tuesday night sushi Versal dinner somewhere in Washington D.C.: "Enter my bubble if you want to be sex free." Note this overhearing comes from and is by Versal editors.
We're here. Most of us, anyway. Here's a shot of Matt, Anna, and Robert tonight at an Irish pub.
Shayna and I endured a fairly bumpy ride between Ireland and Iceland (r/c). Go figure. Here's a dumb one of us between seatbelt constraints.
Does anyone else notice the incredibly high percentage of couches to floor space at the Marriott Wardman?