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Downton Abbey 2.7-2.8 Review

It's Monday again, and that means yesterday was Sunday. And THAT means that yesterday was Downton Abbey 2.something or other. Better yet, it was a double dose--two hours of Downton, when I was only expecting one. (I kept wondering how in the world they were fitting everything in to 1 hour--then I checked the time.) As always, here I am with my responses to the various ongoings at the manor castle thing.



AND THERE ARE SPOILERS, so don't read this if you haven't watched the episode yet.



Ready?



First off, I want to make sure that I state very clearly that I still like the show. If I didn't care about the show, I wouldn't blog about it so much. Yes, there are some things that really frustrated me with this episode (and this season in general), but I still get a whole lot of entertainment out of watching the series, and I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon.



We clear on that?



Good, because there were some plot lines in this episode that annoyed me. A lot. Let's run down the bad first, shall we? (Better to get it out of the way)




Lord Grantham and the maid? Really? What in the world was up with this plot? I'd seen hints of it in earlier episodes--I noticed Lord G taking special interest in Pretty Maid. Enough that I wondered for a moment if the writers would be dumb enough to try to tack on an adultery plot to the Grantham household. Answer? Almost. Hey--he stopped himself, which is something, but still, there's nothing present in the series to make me believe or understand why Grantham would go all horn dog on a maid for five minutes. One second he's the honorable Lord G, then he's the human octopus, and then he's back to being Lord G again. Bizarre, out of place, and stupid--especially since the plot is now resolved. It was a single episode blip.
And it happened while Cora was practically dying. But what really got me was the switcheroo death, with Cora healing and Lavinia dying in an agonizing death bed scene. That scene was very emotional. The way it was built up? Yuck. So let me get this right. Lavinia gets sick--sick enough that she's going to be in bed so that Matthew and Mary can have an emotional discussion and a bit of lip locking (which was a good scene, by the by) until SURPRISE--Lavinia's better, and she heard the whole thing. But then she's sick enough to want to lie down, so she and Matthew can have a heart to heart, until SURPRISE--she's dead. That's one convenient sickness, writers. Almost like
Matthew's miracle recovery--Predictable in the extreme. Who *didn't* see this coming? It's crap like this that push the show further and further toward soap opera and away from authentic slice of life. If you're going to paralyze the guy, paralyze the guy. Don't do this miracle recovery crap. (That said, the actual way he discovered he could walk again? Well done, but in an overly dramatic sort of way.)
Daisy--What's up with that girl? The whole "I'm conflicted because I married a guy for 10 minutes" thing is getting old, and I'm not sure why they keep bringing it up.


That said, there was quite a bit about the episode that I liked a lot.


The Spanish Influenza--I really enjoyed how this was handled (except for the switcheroo noted above). It helped me put history in context. The world had just gotten through WWI, and then this hit. Did you know this epidemic killed 50-100 million people in the world? That's at least 3% of the population at the time. If that hit us today, it would be at least 210 million people dead. Yowzers. This was an historical event that made total sense to include in the show, and yet I didn't see it coming until there it was. Nicely done--it's stuff like this that makes me really enjoy the series.
Cora's near miss with deah--This was well executed. It operated on all sorts of different levels, and gave a nice moment to O'Brien, where she showed some real heart. I liked how everything felt up in the air--I really thought she might die, and that's a good thing.
Sybil and Chauffeur Boy--Yes, I'm still irritated that Sybil decided to go with him, and I wanted to throw up when she kissed him, but after that, the plot line got much better, in my opinion. Mainly because Chauffeur Boy stopped shouting out an endless stream of Communist Doctrine and started actually being honorable and admirable. Go figure. I felt like the conflict of the family vs. Sybil and her boy toy was well handled and unfolded at a good pace. And I'm really happy there's a happy reconciliation there.
Anna and Bates--Am I happy about their plight? No. The writers have beaten these two into a bloody pulp. Each episode, they throw them a bone or two--some moments of genuine happiness--only to make things even worse by the end of the show. (Seriously--who else wanted to give Anna a big hug when she was just standing there, lip quivering? Don't worry Anna! Next week, things will no doubt look brighter for a day or two, and then something *even worse* will happen. Will they reveal that Bates really DID kill his wife? Of course not. If they did that, they would need to have Bates turn into a completely different character for all of five minutes, then go right back to to way he's always been. Who does that? Lord Grantham? Oh. Right . . . )
Thomas--Mwa ha ha ha! Take *that*, you conniving jerk. Seeing him get taken advantage of and subsequently flip out? That was almost worth having to see Lord G think about cheating on Cora. (Almost.) It was also really nice to see a humbler, more willing to please Thomas emerge. I give that attitude about 5 minutes before he's back to his old self, though.
Sir Richard/Lady Mary--I don't like the situation, but I like the way the conflict is being handled. Richard is an oil slick of the nth degree, but Mary is really in a pickle now, and it's pretty believable how she ended up here. Step by step, she tied herself up, and now it's going to blow up next week. I can't wait. (But Sir Richard better get what's coming to him.) (On a side note, it was refreshing to see Mary behave beastly toward Crawley. Because she can do that from time to time--it's the way her character was established. I like the return to form--a reminder that she can be a grade A witch when she wants to be. That's the sort of spirit I want to see step to the fore when she goes up against Richard next week.)


Like I said, I still really enjoy the show. I think the biggest flaw of the show stems from its trying to take on too much history at once. It jumps over years at a time, and in those jumps, we lose the justification for some of the actions of the series. Is it possible Lord and Lady G had a falling out off screen? Certainly. But we didn't see it, and so it's difficult to believe it. But then again, if they didn't jump around as much, we couldn't have covered WWI and the Spanish Influenza. Pros and cons to everything.





Anyway--those are all the thoughts I have time for today before I head off to work. (Evening shift today). What did you all think? Do share!


PS--Can I just say that when Lavinia was getting buried, I suddenly wanted the show to take a dramatic turn and become a vampire flick, with Lavinia rising from the dead to try and get vengeance on Matthew and Mary, who then must kill her and feel guilty about it? That would be cool. They're doing a Christmas special next week--how about a Halloween special next season? :-)[image error]

Reading Harry Potter

TRC is reading Harry Potter. I'd been curious to see what his response to the books would be. No hype. No huge wait and anticipation between each book. No news stories all about how important they are or how many copies they've sold. TRC didn't even really know anything about Harry Potter before he picked the first book up. Maybe he'd heard some things in passing at school--but I asked him ahead of time, and it wasn't like he was very enthusiastic about the character or anything.



So how's it going?



He's devouring those pages faster than anything he's read before. When faced with the choice of video games or reading, he's chosen reading the past week. He reads at breakfast. He reads on the way to church. The kid just can't put them down.



So there you have it. To me, that's one of the biggest signs that Harry Potter is much more than just hype. I remember when the books were being published how some people would claim they were poorly written, or that they were overblown--that they'd blow over after a decade or so. I wondered that myself, even though I looked forward to each one and read through them like wildfire.



I don't wonder that anymore.



For the record, TRC has three series that he's read on this level: first came the Animorph Chronicles, then the Ranger's Apprentice, and now Harry Potter. Potter is by far the fastest read for him thus far, although some of that could be because he's gotten so much more practice reading.



Anyway, I don't have time for much else--I have to dash off to Bangor for a Cataloging Standards meeting. Librarian stuff. I know--you're jealous. Just thought I'd share this with you before I left today.



Happy weekend, all![image error]

Thoughts on Caucusing in Maine

Last Saturday was the day of the Republican caucus here in my town in Maine, and even though I don't really see eye to eye with the Republican party any more (or any party for that matter), I'm still a registered Republican, and some friends were going, so I decided to tag along and vote.



Maine's running their caucus for a whole week (because we need to be different), and withholding results until this Saturday. Seriously--they announced what the results were for our city, then promptly said, "Please don't tell anyone what these numbers are." That lasted all of two seconds--I was out in the hall, and the representative for Ron Paul there was already blabbing all the exact numbers to somebody on the phone. So while results aren't "official," you can be darn sure that the different campaigns all have a pretty good idea how their candidates are doing right now.



What did I think of the process? I'll be blunt.


Too long, too complicated, and too boring.



I remember back during the Iowa Caucus, how newscasters lauded the process. "Democracy in action." I think they meant "Bureaucracy in action." It started off well enough--we all got together and got to hear reps for each candidate (well, just Romney and Paul--Gingrich didn't have anybody there to praise him. Maybe he couldn't find anyone). Then candidates for Sheriff got up to talk, which I actually quite enjoyed--they each had a different take on what they wanted to do if they were elected, and they were actually significantly different, and seemed to be saying what they actually thought. A nice change of pace for politics.



After that, we separated by town (it was the whole county there at first), and promptly dove in to a big heaping, steaming pile of red tape. There were motions flying all over the place, some of them being seconded, some of them passing, some of them getting debated. What about? Who to be secretary. Who to be president of the delegates. Who to be delegates. If the votes should be by raise of hands or written down.



Forgive my ignorance, but . . . what does any of that matter? If it does matter, it would have been helpful for people to explain WHY it mattered. I just wanted to vote and go home. I did finally get to vote, and then had to wait for a half hour while more red tape was taken care of.



Case in point: our town could have something like 21 delegates go to the convention. 38 people were in the room. Only 20 of them wanted to be delegates. 20 is less than 21, right? I think I can handle that math. And yet we had to go through all 38 names to make sure everyone who wanted to be a delegate could be one. Why not just have the 20 people who raised their hands stay after and take care of that by themselves?



I don't know. Clearly I'm too ignorant of democracy.


I left early, but not before I found out the total counts. I said I wouldn't tell anybody, and I won't, but let's say I was surprised by the tally, but pleased that a certain someone who shall remain nameless totally tanked in that tally, which was my biggest concern. Maybe if the vote had been on the moon, the results would have been different.



Will I go next time? Um . . . who knows. For now, I'm all caucused out.[image error]

Groundhog Haiku Contest

So as you all know, we had the official Groundhog Party last week, and there was the ever-popular Groundhog Games of Skill. This year's slate of contests included Tossing Cards into a Hat, Drawing a Groundhog with Your Eyes Closed, and Groundhog Speed Haiku.



That's right--in five minutes or less, contestants had to come up with their best groundhog-themed haiku, and party goers then voted on which haiku was the winner.



Naturally, I'm going to share those haiku with you now, because when you've got a bunch of groundhog haiku, that's not the sort of thing you just sit on. However, I've decided that it would be much more interesting and fair to open the joy of creating groundhog Japanese poetry to the world in general.



Let's have a contest.



I'm removing the time constraint. You've got as long as you want to come up with your haiku. Well, at least until entries start drying up. We'll let it go at least a week. Once a week has passed and I don't see any more entries flooding in (because I expect there to be *so many* entries), I will pick the top five haiku, and then I'll put those five up for a vote to you, my faithful readers. At that point, you'll all be able to vote for a week or so, and then I'll declare the winner.



Of course, it wouldn't be a cool contest if we didn't have some sort of cool giveaway, would it? I'll be running another Vodnik contest soon (to give away some e-copies of the book), but we just had one of those, and I feel like I'm shilling the book just a tad much right this second, so I'll mix this one up a bit. The winner of THIS contest will get to have his or her name (or a name of their choice--within reason) immortalized in my next book, Tarnhelm. (Note: you're not going to be a major character, but your name will appear in the text itself, not just the acknowledgments page. Also note that I can't guarantee this book will ever be published, seeing as how I don't have a contract for it. But who knows--it could be the next smash hit, right? And there would be your name, for the whole world to see.)



Sound fair?



For those of you who don't know, haiku are three lines--the first is five syllables long, the second is seven, and the third is five again. That's all the constraints you have, other than the fact that it has to deal with Groundhog Day somehow. (Doesn't have to be about the film, but it can be.) Remember, you have essentially two audiences here. First is me--I have to like your haiku enough to put it in the top 5. So you need something that's going to appeal to me. But then you also need something that's going to appeal to all my billions of blog readers.



Decisions decisions . . .



You're welcome to enter the contest as many times as you like. But each entry has to have a new haiku, and I'm only going to select one haiku per entrant when it comes to the final round.



To get your thought processes churning, here are the entries from the party--I'm already including all of them in the contest (to ensure that we at least have some entries, no matter what).




Entry 1

Groundhogs are my friends

Shadow watching to the end

Winter's almost done




Entry 2

Is that my shadow?

Can winter be almost done?

Six more weeks til spring!






Entry 3

Every day the same:



I Got You Babe plays again.

Sonny & Cher. Yuck.




Entry 4

Groundhog groundhog here I am

Brown and fat and round

Come out, come out of the ground.




Entry 5

Watch *the* Bill Murray

Play with groundhog so furry.

Watch as they scurry.




Entry 6

Groundhog Day is here.

Quit messing with my winter,

Brown and furry rat.




Entry 7

Gobblers Knob and Polka

Sweet Vermouth with Ned and Nancy

Wake up Phil. Go home!


Those are some pretty strong entries. Think you can beat 'em? Start Haiku-ing![image error]

Kirkus Review of Vodnik is Here!

The first official review of Vodnik is in, and I'm allowed to share it with you today! Funnily enough, the thought that actual breathing book reviewers would be tearing my book to pieces hadn't crossed my mind until my editor sent me this review from Kirkus. In hindsight, this is a really good thing: knowing how much I like to worry about things, I'm sure I would have lost sleep over it.



There are a few "big" book reviewers out there these days: Publishers Weekly, School Library Journal, Horn Book, Kirkus, and others--each typically has a different slant to their reviews. Kirkus prides itself in being "The World's Toughest Book Critics." A review from Kirkus can be demeaning and downright nasty. In other words, they're not afraid to say just how bad they thought a book was. At the same time, if you get a good review from Kirkus, the contrast is that much more clear.



And of course, Kirkus was the first review released for the book. See what I mean when I say I'm glad I wasn't thinking about reviews in advance of actually getting one?



Enough with the suspense. Here's the review (you'll be able to read it on Kirkus's site in a week or two):

An American teen encounters monsters both fantastical and human in the land of his birth.

After a fire destroys their home, Tomas and his parents move to Slovakia, a country Tomas hasn't seen since he was 5 years old. He's unconcerned about the move; scarred from a childhood fire and painfully shy, Tomas hasn't got any friends to leave behind. Trencín, at first, seems wonderful. There's a truly fabulous castle, and he's made his first real friend: his cousin Katka. But Katka is dangerously ill, and Tomas' attempts to help are complicated by his first experiences with racism. In the United States, Tomas is white; in Slovakia, the olive skin he inherited from his Roma grandfather marks him as a Gypsy and a valid target for abuse. Nothing can help Tomas—and more importantly, Katka—except the mythical creatures Tomas started seeing almost as soon as he landed in Slovakia. It's unclear whether he can trust the watery vodník or the fire víla, but they both promised to help. A first encounter with racism blends well with a compelling fantasy adventure (although Tomas's family, lacking any Romani culture or traditions, reiterates some of racism themselves; his mother explains how they are worthy of praise because they are "not like other Roma").

A shy boy blossoms in this surprisingly witty debut. (author's note, further reading) (Fantasy. 11-16)

You see that? There's nary a negative comment to be found! "Compelling fantasy adventure" and "surprisingly witty debut." I'll take those compliments any day. :-)



Needless to say, I'm tremendously happy and relieved to have this first review out of the way. I know that what reviewers say doesn't matter--that my book is still mine, and who cares what the critics think. But you know what? For a first book from a new author? The reviews do matter, because you're trying to generate any bit of positive buzz you can get.



Anyway--there's my good news for you for the day. The release date is getting closer all the time. I'll have more news for you soon--release party and ordering signed copies. Stay tuned![image error]

Downton Abbey 2.5 Review

Here we are at episode 5. An episode which suddenly made me seriously worried that this show had jumped off the deep end and given up any shred of respectability.



SPOILERS AHEAD!!!



Let's get this right on the table--the plot line with Patrick the long lost heir coming back from the dead to lay claim on Downton? As soon as the wounded soldier blurted out that story, a wave of dread shot down my spine. No. They wouldn't do that. The writers couldn't do that to me. Could they? It was everything I'd been complaining about last week--the over the top soap opera taken to the nth degree.



Take a step back for a sec and think about it. Try justifying it to a non-fan. "So there's this awesome show Downton Abbey that's really cool and realistic and all about exploring a fascinating time period. What happened this week? Oh, well, the long lost heir to the estate (who we all thought had died on the Titanic) was revealed to have been living in Canada for four years with amnesia, until he enlisted in a princess's army and then went to World War I, where the shock of battle reminded him, "Hey--I'm the heir to a major estate." And then he came back to tell them all in a really shifty way, because he figured they'd take one look at his scarred-beyond-all-recognition body and say, "Wow! That's the long lost heir to the estate. Look at him. He even has a letter that says he is."



Um . . . no.



But this is Downton Abbey, a show I've just adored till now, more or less, and so I didn't turn off the television. I gave them a huge benefit of the doubt.



And I'm happy to say that the writers managed to take that potential huge misstep and turn it into a strength by the end of the episode. How did they do this? By having all characters but one treat this long lost heir the same way I wanted them to treat him. By not believing him. By having them outraged at the story. (And yet, Lord Grantham still looked like he wondered for a moment there, didn't he--that's important.) So you've got the viewers placated, and then you have Edith convinced the man was telling the truth. And she's so convinced that you wonder--just for a moment--if the man's story might not have been true after all. Because sometimes bizarre tales turn out to be true. And so you feel bad for the heir, but mad at him if he really was just trying to pull one over on you.



A wonderful mixture of emotions, very well executed. Bravo, writers.



What did I think of the other plot lines?




Pleased that Sybil and the chauffeur plot was on the back burner for now. (Though it appears she loses all reason and decides to go all in with him next week.) This is a plot that has been mismanaged. We as an audience don't need to agree with Sybil falling for the guy, but we do at least need to see why she would fall for him at all.
Mary and Matthew--I'm still convinced they end up together, and nothing the show can throw at me will convince me otherwise. If they killed Matthew off, I'd be convinced he'd come back from the dead as a zombie to bite Mary and run off with her for a long undead existence of bliss.
Mary's idiot fiancee--I'm sorry, but the moment your fiancee starts threatening you, that's when you decide that anything would be better than living with that jerk for the rest of your life. Not that I don't buy that Mary is in a pickle, but man. The guy's a walking oil slick.
Bates and Anna--So. Bates killed his wife? Occam's razor says he did, at least. If it turns out that someone else did, that's a mighty big coincidence. Then again, the woman was such an awful human being, I suppose it's not outside the realm of possibility that more people would want her dead than just Bates. Because I really hope he didn't off her. Murder's a big no no in my book, even if you did it so you could be together with Anna.
Thomas--Can anyone tell me how they're going to manage to keep him around now that the war is over? And could he please get a bigger role than the requisite cigarette smoking snide remark generator he seems to have been relegated to for now? Honestly. Why bring the villain back if it's just to have him mope and be obnoxious? I have to think more is at work here than we know yet.
Ex-Maid and Baby--How do I put this nicely? I. Don't. Care. About. This. Plot. It's not that I don't feel bad for her, and it's not that I'm not outraged how people are excusing the guy and blaming the girl, but . . . I still don't care. Maybe that makes me an awful human being.
Matthew's mother seems to be the world's most gullible, easily directed human being alive. While I enjoyed the scene where McGonagall uses Jedi mind tricks to convince the old lady that she wants to leave Downton alone, it could have been a tad more subtle. As it is, the woman came off as a complete bat brain, which is unfair to her. Or maybe she really is that wool headed.
Edith, meanwhile, continues to be the favorite doormat of the writers. What's next? She's going to fall in love with a young German named Hitler? The girl just can't catch a break, and while I don't hold her in particularly high regard, I wouldn't mind seeing her settle down with someone nice and decent.


How about you--any of my evaluations seem off to you? Did I miss anything? What did you think of last night's episode?[image error]

Why do Boys Think Romance is So Yucky?

In watching Groundhog Day as a family last night, I got to see my son start doing something new: covering his eyes for the kisses. The funny thing to me is that I can still very clearly remembering doing this myself. (Probably because I kept doing it until I was like 25. Okay--maybe I stopped a bit sooner than that.)



Why do boys do this?



DC couldn't get enough of the kisses, of course. She thought they were all very romantic. But then again, DC is a total girl's girl. If it's pink, frilly, or smells good, she wants a piece of the action. TRC is a boy's boy. He wants his explosions big and his Nerf guns bigger.



So what is it that makes romance and kisses so darn yucky for boys? My guess is that it's a public display of emotion, and boys are (generally speaking) encouraged by our society to crush out any shred of emotion they might have in them. I haven't cried in . . . maybe six years? Seven? Not sure. Certainly not since moving to Maine. (Because I'm just that happy here all the time.) Seriously--it's not because I haven't been sad, but . . . I just don't cry.



No doubt it's killing me, emotionally and from a stress-level standpoint. I grind my teeth at night all the time, as I've mentioned. TRC does the same thing, poor guy. He's 7, and he's already wound up about things enough to make him grind his teeth?


Sigh.



Anyone else out there have anything to offer on the subject? When do boys typically grow out of this stage? Should I be doing anything as a parent about this, or do I just let him work it out on his own?



I'm not overly worried about it. Not worried at all, actually. More just curious and fascinated by the phenomenon.

And the Winner of My Book Giveaway is . . .

First off, a very happy Groundhog Day to all you people out there. Yes, Phil saw his shadow, but in the immortal words of Phil Connors,

When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter.

But that's not why you're here, is it? You're here because you're one of the many people who entered in the contest for an advance copy of my book. One of the reasons I ran this contest was to increase visibility of Vodnik. Before the contest, if you searched for "Vodnik" at Amazon, my book was the tenth result. Not cool.



Now?



It's the first. Yay for that. 15 people liked it on Amazon, quite a few people emailed me to say they were surprised to hear I had a book coming out (does that mean I'm not spamming my friends enough?), and overall, I feel like the contest was a great success. We had over 60 entries, which for me isn't that bad. I'm still a small fish when it comes to books and blogs. Not bad for a first giveaway.



As promised, I drew the lucky random number, which happened to be  47, and the winner is . . .



Trevor Green.



Congratulations, Trevor, I'll be in touch soon--and well-played, everyone else. If you didn't win this time, keep an eye out for another contest coming soon--to give away some advance e-copies of the book.



Also, be on the lookout for the first review of Vodnik from one of the major players next week. (Hint--it's a good one!)

Groundhog Eve! Better Get Your Booties!

That's right, woodchuck chuckers. In less than 24 hours, Punxsutawney Phil is going to set us straight on how much winter we have left. 6 more weeks? Bring it on, baby. :-)



And as I'm usually accustomed to do, I'll be bringing in the day with some fun festivities. Tomorrow is the family party--we'll be doing the yearly viewing of Groundhog Day, the movie that gets better with every viewing. (My children are most likely going to hate its guts by the time they leave the house, but such is life. These are the prices we pay for groundhogs.)



Always tinkering with my Groundhog Party, I've added some extra twists this year, so if you're planning one of your own, you might want to think about these ideas. Naturally we have the ever popular Groundhog Games of Skill, but this year, there's a costume party for Best Groundhog Themed Costume, a skit award for Best Groundhog Skit, and an award for the Best Groundhog Themed Food. (And no, bringing actual groundhog does not automatically win you the award.)



How about you--any of you out there celebrating tomorrow? What festivities do you have in mind?



Off to see the groundhog?


Do you think it's going to be an early spring?



And for those of you new to me and my blog, who are wondering what in the world is the matter with me, allow me to explain. I have a long, long history of my love for Groundhog Day. I've been celebrating the day for more than a decade now. Why? Because it's a holiday devoted to a large furry creature. It's got no "religious" baggage to worry about, and it's a heckuva lot better than Valentine's Day.






Let's live here. We'll rent to start.




Here are some past posts by me on the holiday:




2008
2009
2010
2011

Library Blog Reminder

It's been a while since I cross posted what I've been writing for my library blog, Browsing Room, so I thought I'd put this up here, just because it's a helpful article (on the current state of internet browsers today) and as a reminder that, hey--I write a library blog. Check it out, and if any of you have any library-related questions, you always know where to find me. :-)

For those of you playing along at home, Firefox has updated to a brand new version number this morning: 10.0. Of course, as I've noted before, those new version numbers seem to mean less and less these days than they used to. Case in point? The first (FIRST) listed "new feature" for Firefox 10? They've hidden the "Forward" button until you hit the "Back" button.




Whoa.




Firefox, you just blew my mind. All this time, that's been the one thing that I've been hating most about browsers. That pesky Forward button. Thank goodness it's gone now. I'm so happy we have a brand new version of your browser. Totally worth the wait.

Keep reading the full article over at my blog.