This evening as I exited the computer room, I was accosted by a master swordsman waving.....an orange freezy pop?  Yes, my daring and ingenuitive husband had discovered a new use for the cold -- ice cold, let me assure you -- treat in plastic wrappings.  He jousted and jumped, twisted and turned, poked and pushed with his trusty sword until I, quite blue with cold, surrendered in a fit of shivers.

  So let this be my warning to you, Ebay friends: Never trust a man who engages in sword play -- or icey pops, for that matter.