Before I check out for the weekend, an observation: This morning, I was at the gas station filling up. And I realized something – you never, ever see Priuses at gas stations. Never. And, contrary to some people’s beliefs, they don’t run on granola, sunshine and dreams. They actually do have to use gas.

So I’m thinking – do Prius owners find out of the way gas stations at which to fill up, to avoid the shameful admission that they use gas? Do they sneak out at 2 AM and gas up when none of their fellow conservationists can give them the stink-eye?

This is kind of like how women go to the bathroom while men are either sleeping or not at home – to make us think that they never actually go. So there’s that.

Sorry I haven’t been on here much in the last week.  I’ve got a big study I wrote for WPRI droppin’ on Sunday, so I’ve been busy wrapping that up.  I’ve got some good stuff planned for next week, so check back.

In the meantime, I would like to announce that I love the new Andrew Bird disc, “Noble Beast.”  Here’s a performance of “Fitz and the Dizzyspells” from Letterman the other night.