This is just a quick update as Sterling and I attempt to psych ourselves up for the biggest art fair in the country. It's rained all day and I find that I'm wiped out after a week of school, so it's far too easy not to leave the apartment. We probably should though. We are still settling into our place and are figuring out new roles and habits. As I told Sterling last week, "I don't make the rules." And he said, "Yes, you do." And I replied, "That's true." So, our happiest new rule is that we must read the New York Times together for at least a half-hour on Sunday mornings. Last Sunday it was much longer than a half-hour and it was wonderful. I'm so full of useful trivia from "The New Yorker" and "RadioLab" and "The New York Times" and my classes that I don't even know what to do with myself. Sterling does though. He tells me to hush. Not really, he's the best audience I'...