Hmm. Beeping at three-minute intervals tells me the battry in the fahr detector needs replaced.

Which reminds me, the woman driving the cab I was in was very amused by the pittsburghese hamlet's soliloquy, "or not". We had a really cool conversation about christmas and religion and coping with one's family and and language and dialects and things on the drive over to the airport this morning. I feel sort of bad I'll almost surely never see her again.