Las Vegas is awesome. There are literally huge women everywhere.
It’s also awesome because this year I got to attend The Amazing Meeting. It’s too much to describe (the Philosophe is doing daily round ups of all the cool stuff). But in summary, between 24-hr access to slot machines, $1 Bloody Marys, and some 65 very clever people talking about very clever stuff, let’s just say my dopamine levels are deliciously high.
About which, some of the talks I’ve so far enjoyed the most have been by Sally Satel and Scott LilienfeldÂ on the problems with popular misunderstandings of neuroimaging and the abuses of addiction-lingo.
I have to thank the Philosophe for the title of this post, although given that it was inspired by the following tweet, I’d like to think that I, too, would have been clever enough to come up with it (I just needed time!):