Today, I'm packing. Well, that's the plan. I'm getting somewhat psyched about convention. It's going to be different from previous years because I'll be wearing a lot of hats. I'll be busy, you bet. It will be strange not traveling under a full moon. When I was traveling more frequently, I could always seem to count on a full moon to watch over me. I've seen her full and strong over the Alamo and in the middle of Vegas. I'll miss her, though I don't know if I'll have much time to notice her. I'm nervous about the trip. Nervous I won't be able to drag my ass out of bed on time, nervous about flying, nervous about the whole security rigamarole, nervous about convention. I'm psyched, though. Looking forward to it. Off to pack.