There was snow, lots of it, in Atlanta and it caused me to become a different person for awhile. There's a odd wrinkle in how you spend your time when time is all you have, and being forced to work from home and not being able to leave occasionally and see...you know...people puts a strain on my creativity. Before the icestorm I was on vacation, and before that...I don't even remember before that. Seems like it was the perfect opportunity to write, and I did write, just not on this blog.
More after the break.