For neurologists, this is THE event. To outsiders, it is the largest collection of neurogeeks in the world.
This is where the majority of the participants registered with NCC-1701 as their password. Where you'll find people who don't know their kids' names, but can lovingly identify every structure on an axial slice of the pons. And where you'll find the last 5 people on Earth who wear bow ties to work.
I wasn't invited (they're angry at me for revealing our darkest secret), but I do have a spy there, sending me pictures with a camera cleverly disguised as a phone.
Agent SMOD took this picture in the exhibit hall:
It's a company that makes gadgets to measure nerve thickness at the back of the eye. So they have giant round screens surrounding the booth showing huge eyes. Big Brother is watching you spill coffee on the sales reps.
These things only reaffirm that neurology was the right specialty choice for me. Because my first thought was how much it reminded me of this image:
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| What would Frodo, do? |
Or perhaps this one:
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| I'm sorry, Dave. We're out of Diet Coke. |
(If you don't recognize the movies, ask a neurologist. If you can't find one, they'll be back from New Orleans next week).
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