This is it..Miss Snark is off to the city of southern efficiency and northern hospitality.
She's packed the poodle (banned from BEA after the really unfortunate incident of thinking the guy wearing the toilet seat was a dog water fountain) off to Grandmother Snark's.
She's packed the steamer trunk, sharpened her fangs and is now ready to mix with her colleagues. Whether they are ginned up enough for Miss Snark's mixer is another question.
BEA runs through Sunday. If she totters home by Monday afternoon, it will be a miracle.