Chicago: Book Tour + Blizzard = High Hilarity

"Everyone talks about the Bears but nobody does anything about them." -- Mark Twain.

The bloom has not entirely left the rose, but I am here to say that it is slightly difficult to maintain your "everything is hilarious and one giant adventure" mentality when a few things are working against you. Or, to continue our metaphor, the rose that is Chicago is buried beneath five million inches of snow.

Some things transpired today. Namely, it continued to be freezing cold. Also, a blizzard hath struck Chicago. So we've got some crazy, history-making, all-time-insane weather and this means everyone stays inside. Guess who had two author appearances? Hilarious!

I did get to see the lovely city of Naperville, where I met the very cool women at Anderson's Books. The downside of that little jaunt was that the roads out in Naperville were, like much of CHICAGOLAND!(tm), a wee bit slippery and, well, my media escort got in a wee fender bender on our way back to the city. Needless to say, I was a bit late to my first signing. This was, however, not a problem. Which, if you think about it, is actually slightly hilarious.

Everyone here is also still a little upset about the Super Bowl. The weather and the Super Bowl. I've heard from many an angry fan that "the Bears deserved to lose -- they played awfully." On the news they showed the team disembarking from the plane: "There will be no parade. There will be no press conference. Some of the players elected to deplane [sic] away from the cameras. The Bears will all go home and weep and gnash their teeth and self-loathe and sit in dark dirty rented rooms in the Econo Lodge nursing warm Gibsons drunk out of styrofoam cups." I'm afraid I don't understand the shame shame shame the Bears are supposed to be feeling. Didn't they come in 2nd? Weren't they the second best team? Didn't they get to the Super Bowl? Isn't that pretty amazing? Who is this Peyton Manning character to turn a city's pride into its orphaned son?

As Anne of Green Gables said, "Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it." Amen.