I'm, predictably, one of the ones that it bothers, which is why I didn't sign up for gmail initially. I also use adblock, so I don't see the targeted ads, although of course the data is still being read and the ads generated.

But I think I've gone to the dark side entirely and may be willing to not care. The convenience often outweighs the mild outrage, plus I have bigger things to fight about.

We've got about two or three inches from overnight, coming down steadily, but small snow. We'll see what the next three days bring.

I offered to go over to my parents' if they need anything, but it occurs to me that I'd really rather wait until the afternoon in hopes that people will have cleared the sidewalks.

Snowstorms are the best time to be a renter in an apartment building: no responsibility!

I swept off my steps to go feed the birds, but you already can't see that I did it. I suspect I'm underestimating the amount of snow that's coming down because it's light.

I have no idea what's going to happen with our concerts this weekend. The band is coming in from Flagstaff, which will be much snowier than us. I think they'll try to get in. I wouldn't, but I'm wussier than most people, I think. But we didn't formally cancel, so we have to pretend like we're going to go and people are going to show up. And then see what happens.

Jesse, with the traffic ban you can walk in the street with more than enough warning to avoid trouble.

The plows have piled up a snow berm more than head high at the corner across from my house. It's really, truly, still coming down at a swift pace, too.

Allyson, I'm so glad to hear from you!

Thanks for the Downton Abbey answers, everyone.

I'm also puzzled as to why the opening credits start with a closeup of the dog's butt, but I figure there's probably not a good answer to that one.

Jesse, with the traffic ban you can walk in the street with more than enough warning to avoid trouble.

Oh, good call. I'm still going to wait a bit, due to lazy.

I'm also puzzled as to why the opening credits start with a closeup of the dog's butt, but I figure there's probably not a good answer to that one.

I think it bugs Hugh Bonneville.

So I can yell "Dog butt!" at the start of every show?

Allyson I hope the new therapist works for you.

It's bright and sunny and no snow fall here at the moment. I think it's snowing in the rest of the state, but I'm not sure.

Aww, I like the opening shot! I'm always, yay, doggie!

So I am less bothered by gmail ads than the cookies that allow ads from sites I visit to follow me around the internet. Will I ever stop getting ads about hotels in Ireland?

And I am sure that this is a coincidence, but, I was reading a preview of a play happening while I'm in Dublin, and was looking at their site. This morning, the founder of the the theatre followed me on Twitter. I have been following a lot of Irish lifestyle and tourism acounts, but it freaked me out for a minute.