Kukla's Korner  Petshark: Talking Stick  The End of the Lockout,
or What You Will  The lockout was announced as over on January
6, Twelfth Night.  Was it an industry-wide epiphany?  Was it
time to clean up, as is traditional in many Christmas-
celebrating households?  Was it just Ed Snider's birthday
present?  Was that the prize in the plum cake?  It seems like I
should be feeling something like this:  If music be the food of
love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The
appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a
dying fall: O, it came o’er my ear like the sweet sound, That
breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour!
Enough; no more: ’Tis not so sweet now as it was before.  Hm.
 Nope.  I mean I can see how it would fit but the strain and the
dying and the sickening and the sweetness just aren't there.  I
fed some horses this morning before even checking Twitter for
news.   Once I saw it, I went and fed some more.  Then moved
some around to new pastures.  Then clea