No more cold turkey

Well, I didn't make it quite 48 hrs. I was messing around with dinner while the other occupant of the house had Bravo's West Wing week on, near the end of year two, with some really good bits, and I succumbed. So that was about 43 hrs. I'm OK with that--I was getting tired of playing early Beatles songs in my head. I was going to knock off a little early anyway to watch the Pistons game.

Doing this activity once is valuable, but there are diminishing returns.