I got home late last night, and ate a fabulous dinner: Granny Smith apple, sliced and dipped into Tupelo honey; chunks of soft Port Salut cheese crammed into ripped off hunks of fresh French bread, and occasionally dipped into the honey. With a glass of milk. While rereading bits of C.S. Friedman's The Madness Season. Then I began packing for CapClave while watching the last episodes of House season one.