Still getting home from work late and in no fit state to commune with humanity, even the folks I’m super duper fond of. I worked all day last Saturday and spent Sunday assembling furniture, as you may have gathered below. And this weekend — which starts tomorrow at 3:00 p.m. — I’m running off to Venice and I’m not bringing my laptop. A brand new notebook will have to do.

More on Monday. Really, because I know at least one of you will come after me with a baseball bat if I don’t have a decent report to offer on my return.