Tomorrow morning I hit the road for Gencon. I hope to make daily Gencon dispatches, in order to appease those who have been complaining about a distinct lack of gaming commentary on Polytropos so far. I’m looking forward to being there, but not the 9-1/2 drive there and back. Fortunately I’ll have my trusty 6-gig Nomad Jukebox to keep me company. Here’s what I’ll be listening to:

Carry On, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse. A collection of Jeeves ‘n’ Wooster short stories. Finding Wodehouse you haven’t read yet is like finding $20 bills under your couch cushions.

Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. It’s been at least ten years. Why not?

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, all seventeen discs, borrowed from my friend Steve. If I can get into this one, it’ll last me practically the whole trip.

The White Stripes, Elephant. I didn’t get what all the fuss was about over White Blood Cells. Now I get it.

The New Pornographers, Mass Romantic and Electric Version.

Coldplay, A Rush of Blood to the Head.

Naturally, I’ll save Tom Waits for the tail end of the trip home, when it’s dark and (hopefully) raining. And if I absolutely run out of things to listen to, there’s always the unabridged Silmarillion, perfectly narrated by Martin Shaw.