The good news is that it's hot and humid in LA just now, so the transition to the other coast won't be so jarring. Quel relief. The other good news is that I'm having an excellent hair day, so all the moguls on the plane, struck by my expensive-looking Hershbergerish haircut--layered, with hipster bedhed--will immediately intuit that I have a book dying to be made into a film, and I expect I'll have sold us the rights before we land at LAX. How's that, R, eh? Reasonably optimistic, for sure.