Off I go to the MLA, where I'm sure I'll find thronging crowds just waiting to be thrilled and chilled by Victorian women writers and their obsession with John de Wycliffe.
Then again, maybe not.
I'm lugging the laptop (oof), so blogging will, presumably, continue. Unless, of course, US Airways manages to mislay my carry-on baggage as well. (No, I'm not checking anything. With my luck, my suit would go to Orlando. Granted, Orlando is warmer than Philadelphia, but I don't want my suit to be enjoying the weather without me inside.)
UPDATE: Er, except that my laptop ceased to function once I got here--perhaps in shock at having to go through two (count 'em, two) security searches. I hadn't realized that short Jewish bloggers were so scary. Anyway, no real updates until Friday or so.