I have sufficiently recovered from Obama-Palooza to get back to bidness.

Today is going to be a round-up day of stuffs and what-nots. (No, that is not a department store in England. But I feel it should be.) I will try to do this even though the cafe where I am ensconced is playing a trance music loop that borders on cruel and inhumane punishment. Oh, hello, Mr. Headphones! You have come to rescue me--hoorays! Ah. Paul Weller. Much better.

First stuff: My pal Tanya Stone is asking tweens/teens/p