Next week: Canoodling. Ice-whacking. Ice-burning. Swimming. Water. Boats. Wil's tongue hanging out. Crashing waves. Diving for clues. Blake, congratulating himself some more. Snowdozers. Exhaustion. Airport bunching. Snowsuits. Hey, those white shoes again! SUVs. Pineapple. Hats. Running. Taraweasel losing their clue. In other news, a bunch of weirdos storm a New York bar, take it over, and act like fools for a few hours. If you're east of the Mississippi and haven't RSVP'd for the TAR2con, jiggle your wiggle to the forums and check out the details. We'd love to have you.