Like McAdams Loved Gosling

I’m 99% sure I lost an old-ish notebook today covering a big political conference – I had stupidly left the old notebook in the bag with my new notebook, and through some miracle of physics the bag opened its contents to dump nothing – not even some old business cards – but the notebook. But I’m marveling at how little I need the book. I’m wracking my brains and I believe all the information is contained on some form of electronic media – notes I typed into Word, audio from events I was scribbling observations about, video of people I interviewed. It’s not long from now when I might not need to take the pad and paper to events.