Today has been shopping and baking. I picked up a bunch of the bits and pieces I need for traveling, and baked a couple dozen muffins for Sophie’s birthday party tomorrow. I did the choc-chip ones, and will probably do one or two dozen blueberry ones tonight or tomorrow morning. Then we have twenty five six-year-olds showing up for a party a 2pm tomorrow, which should be fun. When that’s all done, I have sixty-six hours till I get on a plane for San Francisco. I have no idea if I’m remotely ready, but my schedule is filling up and, apart from buying a jacket in Manhattan, I can’t think of a lot of things I need to do. I’m sending the year’s best in on Tuesday, and the Vance book will follow very shortly behind. I need something to read, and to bring some paperwork along. Gack. Don’t know. And I need to work out a mobile phone. Not sure the one I have will do the job.  Arg.