I haven’t retired from writing my column (though you couldn’t tell from the woefully out of date G-File archives). New baby, recovering wife, mother-in-law in the hizzy, historic snow storm, Cosmo writing one letter after another to his shop steward and Dog Rights Watch about this strange interloper: these things have conspired against the timely delivery of the Goldberg File (and the syndicated column — which went dark last week too). But tomorrow, ah tomorrow, there will be a Goldberg File on the sunny uplands of your web browser or else.