The greatest internet thread of all time devoted to an imaginary band camp, unrequited love for Olivia Newton-John, and sundry complaints from those drop in looking for hidden meanings and portentous signs.
(It snowed here today, not much and most of it melted into black ice come nightfall, but it snowed here. I am no longer young enough to be thrilled by snow, nor wealthy enough to flee south for the season. I am reduced to sitting in the cold muttering "Snow, snow go away, and stay there..." I think I need to take up drinking. Only 115 days until topless days return. Bah humbug!)