I have a new Editor's Note up over at the day job, recounting a visit I received recently from a childhood friend who just got back from Iraq. He's a retired Marine and a flight instructor, and he gave me my first lesson in piloting a plane. It was one of the funnest things I've done this year. I can see how addictive flying must be. It's a good thing my life is so crazy busy because the last thing I need is another addiction.