Happy New Year to those who celebrate. Many rabbits and plot bunnies, as needed.
And hoppy birthday to kickinpants, whom I first met made the acquaintance of ten years ago around this time, and have *met* precisely twice since then. This strikes me as strange, and then I feel old, until I reflect that one could do the same thing in the 18th and 19th centuries-- correspond for decades with someone you rarely or never saw face to face-- with no oddness at all. Hope it's a good one, T, whatever.