Hey everybody! You know this if you live in the tri-state area, but according to various news outlets, our base in NYC is about to get Day After Tomorrow up in this piece. And since we are no longer messing with Gyllenhaal since he decided to get all Yul Brenner on us, the prospects of us surviving the snowpocalypse by holing up in the NY Public Library with him and burning books for warmth are nil, so instead we decided to go home before all the subways freeze to a halt. We'll pick it back up first thing in the morning, and if we Tweet something about being lost in the blinding snow, send a pack of snowdogs and a tiny whiskey barrel to rescue us.