Storms in the Northeast. From Tuesday afternoon until this hour, I have been without fridges, without toasters, without rock 'n roll. A conscript to Greenfield Village.
This is what I learned: the internet has truly rewired my brain. I'd like to claim that all of the real-ink "novel" reading I did in candlelight has undone the changes, but here I am, immediately back to my MGoCrackpipe.
So enough about me and my wiring. What did I miss this week? Is Tressel pretty as a lady? Has the NCAA apologized for impugning our character?
Opening a beer, drinking to Edison and Tesla...