Bad storm coming in--two of them, actually, "to pancake Birmingham," as my mother said. ("Uh... do you mean 'sandwich'?" "Shut up, do you need batteries?") It was seventy degrees this afternoon, so I knew something was coming. So if I go missing for a while, or even--God forbid--miss the Oscars, that's what's happened. If you will excuse me, I have to go upload my recent Word documents to sendspace/pbwiki and move some mp3s to my Zen.