Sitting on my sofa by the livingroom window while Winterstorm 'Nova' howls and rages on, I am pondering what to write about. Unlike the storm that is freely expressing itself on the other side of the window, the plethora of subjects that regularly actuate in/on my mind jam the doorway, shouting 'Here I am! Use me!' Needless to say it is a cacophony of indiscriminate noise. I do have one thought or rhetorical question, 'Are winter storms now so fierce that they are being named!?'