Through the blizzard of bumph

Well, a fair bit of sorting and emailing got done, although I still feel rather like Sisyphus, if his rock had actually been made out of wadded-up paperwork. (Mind you, I expect he'd have preferred that to granite, or sandstone, or whatever.) We did manage to escape to see Sky High, which managed to nicely transcend its US-high-school-angst plot with some excellent postmodern superheroism gags.\

[Ooops. I am definitely ready for bed - I initially typed that as Mile High. Well, it would have made for a different sort of movie, although I suppose all of Larry Niven's gags could be recycled...]