My extremely disorganized, whirlwind tour to the East is well underway. I'm basically driving to Philly for the weekend, with side trips to New Jersey, West Virginia and Indiana squeezed in where they best fit the itinerary. It snowed continuously all across Wisconsin, driving down last night, but Chicago was clear at midnight and beautiful. And now I'm in Ohio, near Oberlin, which makes me remember my year in politics, 1984, when I worked for the Mondale campaign and ended up at some conference/rally in Oberlin during one hectic long weekend. That was a long time ago, eh?