Off to breakfast, and then...

...Chicago, here I come.

From the Chicago hotel...

I have net access here in Chicago! Luxury. Don't know how much time I'll have to use it, but anything is better than nothing.

My room is conveniently located right between the fitness room and the entryway to the Convention Centre. That's as good as it gets.

The flight was pleasant and uneventful. On the plane I sat next to a young woman whom I thought looked like Kirsten Dunst, dressed in green. I pulled out my X-Men comic. She pulled out her manga. I felt this was a good omen.

Overhead conversation as we were boarding the plane:

Man #1: You're wearing flip-flops!
Man #2: It's all about comfort, dude.

And on the plane itself, a man was saying to his friend: "They're the same as Munchkins, only they call them Timbits." So I know what he was talking about - but what city, I wondered, has Munchkins? (Besides the Emerald City....)