Usually I would have been busy today bringing the excitement of parts of speech and phrase structure rules to a group of surprisingly energetic students --- some of them take the train all the way from NYC, which according to my calculations means that they have to get up around 5:30 in the morning. But at least today they get to sleep in, as the roads and tracks are covered in this weird, cocaine-colored substance that has been pestering us east coast residents for quite a while now and has even found its way south to Georgia. So classes are canceled, and I'm sitting at home with a glass of milk and a habitual desire to talk about syntax. Good thing there's tons of stuff I haven't told you about Minimalist grammars yet, starting with derivation trees.
