Spatially Leathered

ESRI UC coming up again, and I find myself increasingly distracted by the thought of spending 7 solid days completely shit-faced; happy in the knowledge that I am on a conference bender on free to run amok. In truth, the only way to deal with 10k+ of GIS geeks is to drink one's way into it, through it and out of the other side. Blinded by Chinos, checked shirts and goatee bum fluff; the only medicine is what Jon Bon Jovi sang about as BAD MEDICINE. What time does Hooters in SD open anyway?