If I disappear for a little it’s because I am on a Geraldo-like search for bin Laden, travelling through treacherousfar-off caves…where the electricity has now gone out. (The last part is really true.) Which is working better than the Nyquil to make me turn away from my computer (with little battery juice left). So…someone call my satellite phone if Jonah gets too Trekky or anything. Otherwise, peace, out.

And, if I owe you an e-mail (authors, you know who you are), I’ll be back online soon–Dan Rather’s always good about lending me his generator.