Editor's Note:

Welcome to Issue Thirty Eight of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my child likes omellettes and hates pretentious dish rags. It craves Sydney sausages in its Wringley Stadium and makes cute little sounds at the first sign of clown makeup. Baby has an uncanny ability to detect landslides then add a tablespoon of salt. We both like halos in our alphabet soup. This issue inspects the nuclear reactor. It is filled with energy-efficient hybrid prototypes and garlic bread in the art. Add to that, a group of poets walking over a pit of hot coals, intriguing taxonomy tools and a buttery book review and you've got the possibility for a seven course meal. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll want to buy every souvenir in Hong Kong. Or bed bugs bite. Either way, you'll swear you never inhaled. So ignore the sticky gas pedal and get busy...