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Rexroth woke me very suddenly this morning, from a pleasant dream of cashmere hoodies and comfortable peep-toe pumps, in order to announce a blizzard moving across the land. Well, ok, not "the land" in general, but more specifically, where we're trying to get for Christmas. So, in order to avoid any holiday movie moments such as being stuck in a dingy roadside motel for four days, celebrating the holidays with a gasoline-scented Christmas tree and a motel clerk named "Otis," we may be heading out early. Which gives today, my last day in the office for two weeks, a sense of urgency.