They're also related because both involve big grey things

I don't have much to say, but I was quite amused by Dean Dad's very short play this morning.

Also (and this is only related in the sense that it involves cheering me up), it never occurred to me that I would just never even know if my full-spectrum light box was helping this winter. How do you know if you would have been happier anyway--or if you would have been much, much more miserable without it? I do know that I'm happier when it's actually on; I wish I could carry it with me. Man, do I miss the sun.

And that is the real reason why I will leave Portland, sad as it makes me.