--212 days.

--I'm back. I'm tired. I'm cold (forgot to bring something warm to wear upon arrival in Chicago--thankfully, Gina picked me up at the airport). Philly was cool, what little I got to see of it.

--Oh, and I tried such out-of-the-box (for the U.S., anyway) flavor ideas as S e s a m e Ice Cream (just in case I'm bound to confidentiality or something silly like that...see what you've done, Laz?), Cinnamon H u m m u s, Blueberry and L a v e n d e r Gelato, and soda infused with 4 different kinds of teas. Interesting.

--214 days.

--Coincidentally (not ironically, right Laz?), 2-14 would be the fantastic final score of Game One of the only playoff series that matters right now, with my White Sox coming out on top.

--White Sox! White Sox! Go! Go! White Sox! Let's go, go, go Whiiiiite Sox... :)

--What a great game to have gone to. I'm so thrilled to have been there. Plus, I got to leave work early to go. :)

--I'll be in Philly the next two days at yet another conference. Unfortunately, I'll probably have little time to do anything, which is a shame, because I hear Philly's kinda nice. Ah well, next time, I guess...

--But, for now, I have to go celebrate or something...maybe I'll just go to sleep. :)