Somewhere between January 1, 2008 and now, I lost November and December 2008. I vaguely remember the holidays. I do remember, while smelling a roasting turkey and rummaging through the kitchen drawer in search of the potato masher, wondering what happened to September. By definition, time doesn't stand still and yet when did time's definitions evolve to the point of emulating NASCAR speeds? It still feels like the beginning of November; but I see by looking in the lower right hand corner of my computer screen it is already January 13, 2009 ... nearly half of January escaped my grasp at some point. So, Happy New Year, granted, a bit belated.