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I have been posting every single day (sans weekends) since launching GGC but today I am unable to think of/write anything clever. I am moving on Saturday and being surrounded by boxes with a baby in one arm and a tape gun in the other stimulates minimal effort. Maybe tomorrow something notable will happen, like Archer will do something amazing in the dust of our moving-on-up adventure like do a headspin on a flattened cardboard box in the only remaining space to move in our living room. Ugh. Bleh. G'nite.