Sitting in the lobby, I'm waiting for Brent to help with the haul to the convention hall, seeing that I'm wrangling a suitcase there: to be shipped to Iola on the displays pallet, while I head up the coast with Mark Evanier and Carolyn Kelly.

I'm anoyed to find that my earliest forays into CBG blogging have devolved into the sort of con report I loathe: discussions of what I'm doing, rather than what news I've learned. Dang. Well, I did get an advance copy of Max Allan Collins' new Ms. Tree novel (text, not comics). And a fascinating preliminary view of a Jordanian comic book that's a first step to bringing comic books to that country.