Claudia brought home the Battlestar Galactica series on DVD, and we watched the pilot last night. My, that was dark. Claudia left the room for the bit with the baby, but it didn't get any more cheerful afterwards. But, you know, not bad. I missed several years of must-see nerd TV, from Babylon Five to the later seasons of Buffy, so my expectations were frozen somewhere around Deep Space Nine. This was better than that. So now we're only three years behind! Go us. In other news, Armenia got 10 more cm (4 inches) of snow this morning. That's on top of the 15 cm already on the ground. But that was nasty crusty old snow, and this is fluffy lovely new snow. So, all good there. Cultural note: if you borrow a snow shovel from your Armenian neighbor, you are committing to at least twenty minutes of conversation over coffee and pastries. The complete absence of a common language has no relevance whatsoever.