You would think that I'd been hiding out in a hole somewhere with Osama. A hole that would maybe allow me the news of our great pals of the Middle East, but none of the who-did-Lindsay-Lohan-hook-up-with-last-night flavor of news. Maybe...
This morning Felix and I loaded up our poor Prius so much that I think it only got 20 miles to the gallon as we drove over the river and through the woods to the South Bay for the Christmas...