The Google/Stanford conference about the future of law that I’ve been helping plan for months is finally finally happening. I thought I should at least announce it on my blog, since I’d been to busy to tell anyone, and a friend called to say: “Is that the conference you’ve been planning? He told me it’s all sold out (I’m not handling the, um, details) so you can’t come. Sorry about that. Now you know that conference I plan are like Rolling Stones concerts: next time you’ll just have to camp out. If I’d have known I would have made sure you all had VIP backstage passes, but now it’s too late.

Organizing a conference is a lot more work than you think: like a dinner party, only at a grand scale. And I like to think of them as a dinner party where you get to tell everyone what to talk about.