We've been rained in on a Sunday. So I took the bus to TJ's and got Le Grande Indulgence, aka Brie en Croute. I only dare serve it a few times a year as I fear I'm applying plaque directly to the artery walls of my loved ones. But it's so good.

I need some fancy hot chocolate now.

One of the screensavers on the original old Kindle, which I have, is about the definition of “kindle”: [link]

I don’t think they ever intended the book-burning association, and it honestly never occurred to me until this conversation. (Not to say that I don’t see what you’re saying now, but I truly never once thought of that.)

One of the downsides of being pregnant - near constant heartburn. I don't think I've had meal other than cereal in the last two weeks that didn't make me feel ill.

Stephanie, that bites.

Yeah, if hair-pulling isn't against the rules, it seems like a strategic disadvantage to have it.

In rugby, that would be a high tackle and would be a penalty. It should be, too, in football, if they are serious about preventing head injuries.

IIRC, heartburn during pregnancy correlates with babies with lots of hair. For whatever that's worth.

That's interesting! I had no heartburn, and all three kids were born with very little white-blond fuzz.

I'll have to ask my mother, because I was born with an inch of dark hair all over my little noggin -- looked like I had stuck my finger in a socket.

Hey, Neil Gaiman is on The Simpsons tonight!

Beaten to the punch!

Say it again anyway!