AM in Chicago

I have an odd schedule here in Chicago—one meeting, a big one, but it doesn’t start until 4:15 p.m. local time. Luckily, my room is very well equipped to do work. The room, done in subtle tones, has a giant, wood work-desk and high-speed Internet access. Plus, I get good cell reception, so I can use it as a “work line.”

I walked about the area in the gray and drizzling morning. Looks very European out here plus everyone is smoking. I clearly have lived in to many places such as Seattle and Northern California where smokers are in the minority. In San Francisco, for example, it’s somewhat rare to see a hoard of people standing outside an office building smoking. But then again, every bar in California has a smoker’s annex outside as smoking is prohibited outside. Progress comes in small measures.