Off to the Blustery North

So, some kind of limo is coming to take me to the airport tomorrow morning at 7:30 so I can go freeze my patoot off in Chicago. I’m trying to remember if I’ve ever stayed in a hotel for 5 days. When you have to pack sweaters, your suitcase gets full really quickly. I’ve got lots of socks and a very warm coat and something to cover my ears and hands. I have a small drugstore in a large Ziplock™ Baggie and gel inserts for my shoes. I have something like 5 printed agendas for various tracks of events (booth visits, seminars, press conferences, invitation events, etc.).

On Monday I have to go to three parties between 6 and 10. That should be kinda fun, I think I’m going to play it in my head like an installment of the Amazing Race. TAXI! Maybe I could get the folks at Television Without Pity to give me a cool team name like team “ButtNut” or something.