Day 2 - Hanging 10

So after waking up to a tremendous hangover, I showered in my swanky marble-tiled bathroom and hopped out to meet up with Mark and Dave for some breakfast. I was greeted in the lobby of the hotel by about 50 Seattle motorcycle policemen, and they were all parked outside. Not something you see every day...



After meeting up with the guys, we hoofed it down to the Hurricane Cafe, which has some of the best hangover remedies known to man, all having something or other to do with eggs.



The restaurant was within view of the Space Needle, which was built back in the day in order to signal to extra-terrestrial visitors not to mess with Seattle, like a thumbtack on your teacher's chair. It's now a restaurant or something.



I'm off to do some Microsoft stuff now over at the Convention Center, and they should be taking over much of my time from here on in until Thursday evening.