We've returned from the madness of Las Vegas construction, traffic, jackpot buzzers, and cigarette smoke [— No offense, Buddha. I'm just saying. —] to land in the middle of an office move. We've landed! Make sure to gather all your belongings. Though the move spans only three floors, transforming our old nine into a new six, it still comes with the usual disarray. I hate disarray. Can anyone tell me where the fax machine is? And when is my wall going to be completed? Is that huge sheet of glass going to drop on my head? Oh, and a door would be nice. Yes, a door.…