Wouldn't you know it. My entire weekend was spent feeling like a walking corpse because I came down with a cold (I think; it may have been flu). I'm recovering even as I write this, but I wasn't able to make it to class today. I can barely talk, I've been coughing so much. My throat's dry as a bone and feels like somebody scrubbed it with double-ought sandpaper when I wasn't looking. Also, David, Alan, if you're reading this and not feeling so well yourselves, it's probably my fault. Sorry.