In honor of the Enron coverup…

I've restored the George Bush term countdown clock on dot.communist.

So, this morning, I'm working from the kitchen table, semi-supervising my 11-month old while my wife prepares to head out to run an event at our sons' school. It gets quiet. “Sean, where's Zoe now?” I check. I hear her voice far off. She's defeated the Baby Blockade System (BBS ™) that we've errected in our living room.
I come back with her. “Where was she?” asks Paula. “She was upstairs in the hallway,” I admit sheepishly. She had climbed the stairs before I caught up with her.
Today, the gate across the bottom of the stairs goes up.