There are no pianofortes in this story, but I’ve always wanted to title something that way. Yes, I’m odd. There are plots, though! Lots of them! (Well, for localized definitions of the word “lots”) <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> “Hang on, Schrodinger! You’re going too fast!” But I don’t want to be late! The CrossCat went careening across the …