thanks both
December through March is typically Silly Season at work, and I'm seeing a spike in the workload unusual even by SS standards, and my pro bono group, another timesink, is stirring from its year-end slumbers. Add to this the enumerated distractions and what looks to be a nasty workplace political fight developing up the food chain from me the principals of which have each been tempted to use my little shop as a projectile or a club (when elephants contend, pygmies must dance deftly)...it's tough to settle down and compose here with anything like the sustained attention and craft the venue deserves (as you might guess from the uneasy concatenation of metaphors just concluded): hence the recent drive-by pastes, shades of whatsisbot. I'll try to do better anon.
cordially,
