First off, let me just say that I had to leave at the butt crack of dawn from San Francisco. Now, I suppose I could have gotten up 1.5 hours earlier to ensure that I had time to wait around for the dryer to finish and make the bed again. But I just couldn't manage.

Please don't let this negatively affect your decision as to whether or not I should be allowed to come stay with you some day, gentle reader.

But otherwise, Meredith makes a well reasoned case for the facts. Namely, I did stay with her, talk and cuddle only to ultimately return to my ancestral home - Maryland. I am now working on getting a job at the University of Maryland Mindswap lab and otherwise settling in to the Washington, DC area.

I have many stories remaining to tell, and as my existence shifts once again towards the virtual, you will be seeing more of them.

In the meantime, consider the vast wealth of online content currently being made available. One used to require arcane knowlege of BBS's, Usenet, or at the very least an HTML editor to share your text with the world. Now any idiot can do it using such services as LiveJournal or TypePad (I assume you are already aware of Blogger). And these idiots will refer back and forth to one another - so that you can stay within a vast conversation between a good chunk of the people that care about a subject. One place to stumble upon such conversations is within the sprawl of Paul Ford's masterpiece - Ftrain.

This is the stuff that's changing my world. And soon, I'm going to start changing it back.

And no, I don't expect you to fully appreciate the poetry of that last sentence. There are layers upon layers of obscure references to my current mental states collapsed into a single clause. But I promise I'll explain more later.