In less than 24 hours I will disappear for three weeks. I make no promises that there will be updates until I get back. I make no promises that I’ll be answering any email until I get back. On the other hand, I also make no promises that I WON’T be doing either of these things…
What I will definitely be doing is visiting Mom and Dad. And eating well. And visiting numerous supermarkets and thrift stores, and the occasional roadside diner. And hopefully seeing Duncan and Rick, PJ, Becky, and assorted other people without websites. Not to mention Stan and Eugene in San Diego, one of whom will have temporary custody of my car.
Apologies to anyone whose email remains unanswered as I depart. You can’t possibly imagine how much the past three weeks have sucked…
Note to cyber-stalkers: look for me in Greensboro, Charlotte, Raleigh, Chapel Hill, Atlanta, and maybe DC. I’ll be travelling US 29 rather than I-85, just because that’s what I do…
Note to potential thieves: the apartment is being watched. Please don’t throw any wild parties while I’m gone. Lock the doors. And turn off some of those lights, dammit…