* My internet is out at home. My dislike of calling Charter Communications and also staying home from work to wait for technicians is, so far, vastly greater than my dislike of internetlessness. And occasionally there's a roving wireless source that flickers on long enough for me to check my Gmail or post a pre-written blog post.

* I went running last night and had one of those fabulous upheavals on a slick-fine layer of new snow, where your feet literally fly out from under you on little wings and your arms flap flap and an oncoming car that appeared at Just The Moment Of Glory may or may not have doubled back to see if you're okay. I thought I had acquired a concussion but no, not even a bruise, except for my elbow.

* No one had better say anything about Lost until I have Internet again.