The office is so quiet today. A great many of my fellow cubicle-dwellers have elected to take a vacation day today to make it a four-day weekend (tomorrow is a holiday here in Canada). It's on days like this that I like to dial up some tunes on WinAmp (these are legal "fair-use" copies of music CDs that I have purchased) and start typing to the rockin' sounds of Corey Har—

... uh... I mean Christina Ag— uhhhhh.... Hmm. Backstreet Boys? No. I know. Anne Murray. I'm just going to blast Snow Birds at top volume and get this place groovin'.

Wooooo!!

(Oh, and for those people who responded to the poll, there are four bits to a nybble, and 29% believe that the fate of the world depends on putting peanut butter on toast. Only 44% felt that the Loch Ness monster is real.)