This blog still exists, I think. While I would like to say the lull was the result of a hard-partying four-day weekend, but along with some partay (if partay includes a blissfully mouse-free night of staying in and cooking pasta) there was some work and quite a bit of Zionism and the Fin de Siecle. Other reading has included this continuation of the cuddle-puddle theme--Stuyvesant debauchery revealed. Yes, Stuyvesant students smoke pot and get high, um, SATs, although I was a bit disappointing on both fronts. How this is worthy of a book is beyond me, but again, perhaps if I were a stoner and a better test-taker, I'd understand.