Too Darn Hot

Very lite posting today, probably. Just too hot and tired. That is why I'm not going to rise to the bait of this rather longish article on the evolution of Battlestar Galactica sent along by Gordo.

BTW, for those of you keeping track, the Missus and the Llama-ettes arrived home safe and sound yesterday. Much mayhem ensued.

Steve? Over to you.

UPDATE: Oh, one correction to note. Last week, I said I had thought Plame-Gate had finally jumped the shark. However, as the Commissar discovers, it's probably more accurate to say that the story has gone to the dogs.