I’d been pondering what one might refer to as the Francois Question for some time –

• who is this guy?
• why isn’t he blogging this amazing stuff to his own site?

– thinking that I was ahead of the game, only to discover today that:

• Matt’s site wasn’t properly pinging, and
• in the meantime, I’d missed a post in the comments of which he asked Francois the Question we’ve all been asking ourselves for some time.

The end result is that I’m feeling deep blog-envy, really wishing I’d provoked this conversation here.

Francois, wherever you are:  This Blog Is Your Blog.  Thanks for posting.

I believe this to be the first weekend I’ve had to myself—sort of—in a month.  “To myself,” in this case, means no conference, no travel, no grading.  Ironically, perhaps, it also means that Mom is here, the only excuse I could grant myself for taking an entire two-and-a-half days off.  This afternoon, there were manicures and massages.  Tomorrow, there will be shopping in Pasadena.  Sunday, museum-going in downtown Los Angeles.  So:  pampering, consumption, culture.  What more could a girl need toward a general revival of spirit?

No.  No, no, no, no.  No, no.  No, no, no, no, no.  No, no, no.  No, no.  No, no, no, no, no.  No, no, no, no.  No.  No, no.  No.  No, no, no, no, no, no, no.  No, no, no, no.  No, no.  No, no, no, no, no.  No, no, no.  No, no.  No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.  No, no, no.  No, no, no, no, no.

Well, okay.  Maybe.

(This review brought to you by the good folks at “it’s 1 o’clock in the morning and I’m completely dizzy from staring at Laurence Fishburne’s enormous IMAX pores all night so I can’t really be expected to say anything serious yet.” More details to follow.)

I’m going to a preview of Matrix: Revolutions tonight.

In IMAX.

Just thought I’d share.  (More substance, and perhaps even a review, soon.)

I’ve been having a bit of trouble with my hosting provider—first, of course, there was that ill-timed and unannounced bit of downtime last week, which I can’t be too upset with them about, given that their presence somewhere in SoCal may have been under the same kind of threat that mine was.  But then there was another crash night before last, and when they brought the site back up, we’d entered a bit of a time-warp:  the .php pages for the site as it was supposed to exist at that moment were still there, no problem, but MT’s Berkeley DB had reverted to its state as of 26 October.

What follows is even more arcane than that, so I’m going to take this inside.

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