Air Canada's computer system was not behaving this morning, to put things mildly, so the gate agents had to resort to writing the boarding passes by hand:

From UK 2008

There are bronze panthers not far from where I'm sitting. Both children and grown folk have been clambering over them with glee. There is also a Richard Serra sculpture that's been reminding me of hanging out with my friend J underneath the Cloud Gate in Chicago's Grant Park each time we stroll through it.