My daughter is busy watching Beauty and the Beast, the 1991 Disney fandangle. I have nothing to say about it because I’ve been researching online the incredible flooding near where I grew up in Pennsylvania. I just spoke with my parents and they noted that one of my favorite towns, New Hope, is totally under water (or at least up to the doorknobs). I have nothing to say about this because I’m working on a laptop, in which I just re-installed Quicksilver a little application, which, it turns out, is even better than Peter Mauer’s little application called Butler, which I have uninstalled. I have nothing to say about this because I’m finishing a nice glass of soda, which they call pop here in Winnipeg. The soda is cold and good. I have nothing to say about it because the music from the movie is distracting me. It’s cold and good. Oh.