Like Martijn, who sent us this lovely "Get Well Schnell" card. Because he knows that nothing cheers us up like the sight of Adolf Hitler shaking his tiny fists. Is it us, or does the Hysterical H appear to have put on his mustache crooked? We kinda teetered back into the sloth of despond today; indeed, so disconsolate were we in the gym that we listened for a full two minutes to a Hall and Oates song without being able to recognize it as such. Us, who can generally authoritatively identify a Hall and Oates song within microseconds. And it wasn't some obscure H&O deep track either--it was "Maneater"!