You may notice my posts here getting increasingly psychotic. I've got a book deadline in less than seven weeks, and I'm pretty much in all-work, no-play mode, which is only going to get worse towards the end. And since 'work' incorporates watching movie after movie about hillbillies running around swamps with shotguns, me poor brain is turning to grits. My timing is good, though, because this should all be ending just in time for SXSW and the accompanying revelry. I'm gonna be ready.