It's the spasms that worry me the most, like Fred G. Sanford's proverbial "Big One" that'll come as the result of too big a shock. Prior experience tells me I have as much as another week of discomfort and inconvenience ahead of me, and there's no use vowing I'll do something about this anytime soon, much less in five more years. Yoga for the posture, or as Chris suggests, working out my neck into a trunk worthy of supporting my maoi-like 大頭 to avoid Joseph Merrick's fate?

Cory Doctorow said this, in passing: "I've recently become brutally addicted to Paper Mario, which now occupies about 10 percent of my brain on a more-or-less permanent basis as a kind of low-grade background process." I fear I've got far too many of these, all of them only there to seek updates, like so much bloatware that's long overdue a clean sweep of my msconfig.