Russian poetry

Doll Falls

I've spent the last three days in bed thanks to whatever seasonal bug is felling professors at the University of Washington.  I am falling further and further behind on my to-do list.  I have, however, been able to read a little.

Let It Snow

It snowed yesterday in Seattle.  The locals acted like it was the Second Coming.  I received an avalanche of identical Facebook status updates ("It's snowing!") and the news shows went into wall-to-wall breathless-coverage mode.