This didn't happen last night. It happened about an hour ago.

I'm a little depressed about it. A first: I was told today that I was the quintessential Seattleite.

I have never in my life heard this. In fact, I'm usually asked (told): "You're from New York, right?" (Bethesda, MD. actually.)

Admittedly, the person who said this was an Uzbeki translator, addressing a group of Uzbeki journalists who were visiting PubliCola's office.

The PubliCola office does have Erica's bike in it.