I am behind on everything — if I owe you a letter, a read, something interview-related, etcetera, etcetera, it will come but slowly. I’m in revisionland, both for the novel and the critical thesis, and knee-deep in the final throes of Tiptree reading. And the cold keeps resurging. All this adds up to one pushing-everything-that’s-not-on-fire-aside type of girl.

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Last night we had lovely sushi at Tomo (Lexington has great sushi), which did a fairly recent remodel to–among other things–install fancy Japanese toilets with heated seats and a bunch of other features. That, of course, has nothing to do with the food (good as always), but was a memorable change.

I finished reading Wit’s End over dinner, stopping to read particularly delightful sections (Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit!) aloud to Christopher. It’s a book that makes me very, very happy.

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Can I tell you how much I love the new car? Lots.

We decided to name it using a strategy based on Pullman’s daemons. I’d give it the name Christopher has to use, a girl’s name; Christopher would do the same for me, giving it a boy’s name that I use.

So the car is either Claudette Colbert or Mario Cipollini, depending on who’s talking. Mario or Claude for short.