When the Teenage FBI is on the streets of Bar Harbor, you know that some serious stuff is going down on island. Usually they come around for my protection — after the incident earlier this summer, The Island doesn't like to take chances with its celebrities. But I didn't get a call from the bureau before their most recent appearance, so I'm guessing the A-List tourists have finally descended en masse, and the Agents are out scouting quality parking and outrageous deals on manually-powered transportation. Which means I'm undefended, ladies, so your quarry will remain vigilant against your wiles and charms.

Or maybe I'll just hunker down at Cold Comfort Farm until the leaves change color, and catch up on my projects and those of my dear compatriots. Greg has deigned us worthy enough for his Web presence, returning with an updated Devil's Dictionary for these trying modern times. Dan has dropped some serious cash on a new Moveable Type installation to bring you the scientifically awesome Beer-Movie Rating System — let's see that clown Ebert come up with such a useful system!

And while most of the major websites are taking their summer break, lolling about on some unwarranted vacation, I've been working night and day (literally: one night and one day) in preparation for Monday's Tuesday's return of Snappy Dresser. There's not a whole lot to do up here in the winter, so I find it worthwhile to ready my virtual canvas for the painting of all things trivial and polemic. There's a clean and simple new design to serve up the questionable content in which SD specializes. So please do me the good and honourable favour of visiting http://www.snappydresser.org on Monday Tuesday morning and sharing your tales of joy and disbelief at its return.