I write this as I sit on the floor at LAX Southwest Terminal 1, gate 4A, about a foot from the Men's room entrance (there's an AC outlet and I'm trying to top off the computer).
OK, so it's not the most glamourous start to the week, but I have a feeling it's not going to be atypical either. I go to Denver with no tickets (not, at this point, even to Obama's speech on Thursday), no agenda, no plans. I figure I'll be surrounded by folks who'll have all of the above and hopefully they'll let me sneak in behind their slipstream.
The camera will be out and ready. You never know what the other 15,000 press photographers will miss.