when i got home this afternoon, i immediately shimmied out of my pants and did a happy underpants dance. it involved flinging my weiner-legs about as i sang “My Kind of Town.” you’d have thought supergenius headquarters was broadway the way i was carrying on– jazz fingers and all.

but now, now that all the stress has left my body, i am a pool of exhausted quivering exhaustion. and i still haven’t packed. so many little doodads to remember i should probably make a list. but chances are i’ll lose the list.

this much i do know, Milwaukee and Chicago better watch out. because in less than 12 hours, i’ll be on my way. and i am not messing around.