Wil Wheaton's site is offline. Bummer.
I spent the weekend doing nothing of import, so I have nothing worth saying. Except that if it weren't for the fact that I've built a pretty good life for myself, I'd move out of Florida in a heartbeat. It's too damn hot.
In fact, Florida reminds me of an old joke from Wits, Fittes & Fancies (1595):
A Spanish Jester woonted to say, that in the citie of Sigouia were eight moneths of winter, and foure of hell.
Sigovia has nothing on Florida; here, it is two weeks of winter, and fifty of hell.