I really need this three-day weekend. With the snow this week I spent a lot more time in my car than I planned. Tuesday night I had what I called a "free for all" commute. There had been significant snow, and somehow the highway department was not ready for this (I guess that they too never believe the meteorologists), thus the drive home was on unplowed roads. This reminds me why there are lines on the roads. If there are not, people make six lanes, or two. It's very interesting to note that people truly cannot remember that, hey, this highway usually has three lanes, let's do that again.

As I am writing this opener I am humming the song "Miami" by Will Smith, which has the right beat but needs a lyric re-write to reflect my bookish Miami area trip this week as I ducked down there for a couple of days for some meetings and store visits. Okay, I confess that any opportunity to get into the sun and someplace warm this time of year works for me thus making this trip something I did not need to be talked into. It was quickly planned, so I did not get a chance to inform most of the usual suspects that I was coming into town. Who knew that all I would have to do is go to a bookstore to see many of the people I know in the area?