Or are shouted in the wind sweeping furious through the land

I was supposed to have a voice lesson and look at two potential apartments this afternoon. Instead the MBTA is shutting down service completely, so I am indoors and violently stir-crazy already. So far I seem to be avoiding the cold that wasted Rob's cast (I wasn't sure last night), but my ears still hurt. I do not want to be where I am. I like storms, but I am not in a good mood for this one.

If you have been listening to me evangelize about Gravity Falls, you should go read rushthatspeaks' review of same in this week's Strange Horizons. I'll be reading M.R. James and listening to the Future Kings of England. Which should at least mess up my head in different ways.

From the Guardian, speaking of Daniel Craig: "He's the only Bond so far who might also have played Alec Leamas, the downbeat hero of le Carré's The Spy Who Came in From the Cold. Alongside him, Judi Dench suggests she could have played Smiley."

I don't do Yuletide, but could the internet make this happen anyway?