I drove today because last night's movie ouiting had me all wound up like a ten year old (Little Miss SUnshine is wonderful ) and my innards wouldn't let me out of the house on time, even though I'd decided that no 35 mph winds and forecast showers and "deteriorating conditions" were ging to keep me in. So I rode the .6 miles to the Internet house - it's 42 and spitting. (Ironic, but I had the car idling in the driveway for half an hour, 'cause I haven't driven it in a month and I didn't want to just do a short drive.)