No, Heather and I have not fallen into a carb-induced coma, unconscious amongst empty cans of Pringles and bottles of Jim Beam: the internets here at GFY HQ have gone -- well, I believe the technical term is "kerflooey." Our army of helper elves is hard at work (in other words, I have called our service provider and yelled at the hold music before being told they're working on it), but posting may be sporadic until it has been properly repaired.
Please stand by. Dont go putting on any formal shorts while we are distracted.
