March 27, 1991

I make a donut run since Middleton is hosting the Automation Task Force meeting.  It's a long morning.  As the discussion progresses, it becomes obvious divergent paths are being taken.  As chair, I try to keep things moving without limiting the discussion, but my comments at 11:20 about how long people want to meet opens the floodgates.  From then on, all I can think about is relieving my bowels.

Just before I walk home for lunch, a tornado warning is sounded.  People stream into the basement meeting room as I'm washing cups and glasses.  I stay at the library late (til 7) to revise my ETN notes, rather meager for this session.