Nice, sitting here watching the snow floating down, to know that I’ll be floating soon myself, off to a tropic isle with many of my favorite people, where we will all float languorously together in the warm azure waters of the Caribbean, before floating yet higher on a selection of naturally occurring rum concoctions and the fine local brew. There may be other plans, but these are mine.

The timing of this idyll is excellent, because it’s nice also to be leaving—temporarily at least—the Mephitis mephitis zone.

Remind me to tell you about that sometime.