As you might have guessed, I'm back from Chicago. And for all the snark and bitching previous posts about the city have contained, I was really charmed by it. Apparently great things can happen when millions of people decide to huddle together for warmth. Everywhere we went seemed totally unpretentious and welcoming, and I came away much more excited by the town than I was after my previous weekend-long trip (during which I had just enough time to note the Chi-town cliches, then go home).

Catherine's neighborhood seems like a great place to live, and I felt at home right away. I'm pretty much counting on a godawful winter to send her scurrying home to DC in a year's time.

However, I still maintain that scripted comedy is innately superior to improv.