It's these little routines that bring joy to one's existence. The sun rises and sets, I drink coffee in the morning and beer in the evening, you complain about

It's these little routines that bring joy to one's existence. The sun rises and sets, I drink coffee in the morning and beer in the evening, you complain about CISPA coverage, patio11 complains about picodollars, I complain about the lousy state of scientific publishing in the internet era. It's the circle of life.