I am not that kind of gone. But I was not drive-safe after half a glass of mediocre, boring white wine with dinner, and even I am not that much of a cheap date from alcohol minus stress. I have the urge to e-mail people to say vastly inappropriate things. Instead I seem to be saying appropriate things but with slightly odd timing. I mean all of them. I just am not generally in the habit of sending one-line queries and comments far and wide without provocation.
One of you asked after codebreaking. I am amused to find, upon reading Codebreakers: Arne Beurling and the Swedish Crypto Program During World War II, that Swedish cryptographers were very, very quietly passing their information to the Norwegian resistance and the Finns. Whose side were they on? The side of the free north, apparently. I can get behind that. And that is my amusing codebreaking history tidbit of the day.
We now return to our entirely unscheduled e-mails.
