And (entirely off topic) my wife has decided to attend colluquim with me. That's usually a pretty cool bonus. She's also bringing my workout gear so I can hit the gym this afternoon. Yay! And no, sadly, there was no sarcasm whatsoever there. I'm reminded of my Master's Thesis advisor, who gleefully noted that he was dressed in sweats because if his doctor said that if he didn't run on a treadmill 30 minutes a day, he'd die.
