It snowed.  The schoolboard waited until the lastpossiblesecond and then canceled school.  Now the snow has melted, but we are still not in school.  It's third period.  I'm in a bathrobe with coffee.  Altogether, a superb situation.

Apparently my birthday was Saturday....at least according to Lauren and the lady with the sombrero at Don Pablo's.  It was the closest thing to a birthday party that I've had in six years, and it was four months early.  I liked it.

Man alive.  I have all kinds of stuff to say, but not on a public forum.

I guess I'll leave you with this question:

If you had to choose between betraying your country, and betraying the person you loved most, which would you pick?