I'm iced-in in Portland. Flights cancelled as a two-layer weather system causes rain to fall from warmer clouds to a sub-freezing ground, where it quickly forms into sheets of ice all over everything. When I woke up Saturday morning, I thought it would clear up with the coming of noon; instead it got worse. No snow, but still it would seem this is Winter Storm 2005!

It's been a good visit; tales to tell. I seem to have lost 48 hours, but it's all good; holed up with friends in Northeast, plenty of food and booze and movies to watch. I hadn't seen Red Dawn since more than a decade ago. I think it deserves a re-viewing to help understand how we got to this moment in American history.

Anyway, I'm well and good and fine and having fun, tinkering over financial figured in my head. Visions of a $350 studio apartment dancing in my head. But we'll see. For now it's a frozen Sunday on a three day weekend, and I'm not working on anything all that hard.