It’s that time of year when Honolulu seems to become a suburb of Anchorage, as Alaskans flee south for a needed dose of Vitamin D. I wish I was one of them, but that’s not in the cards until March. I’m not sure what it says about life in the North that the craft store sells full spectrum “Happy Lights” to fight Seasonal Affective Disorder, but they do, and I paused for just a moment in front of one today. Mmmm, fake sunshine!