Let's see.  I am walking down a long hallway in the Marriott Wardman Park Hotel in Washington, D.C.  I am wearing a lanyard with a name tag hanging from it.  Lots of people want to give me advice.  Everybody seems young.  Is this a dream?  Am I forever cursed to relive the Faculty Recruitment Conference in my dreams the way I do the "unstudied-for exam?"
More over at LPB.