Oh, right, we’re home and not dead. We got in Sunday night after driving (or, in my case, passengering) like long-distance maniacs all the way from Bodily Region, Pennsylvania. I learned to hate Pennsylvania on this trip, by the way. It’s like Wyoming, but colder and less populous.
Dear gentle reader: this blog has been operating continuously since I was a teenager. The writing below is at least a decade old. In that time every molecule of my body has been replaced, along with many foolish ideas and flighty beliefs. I want to keep some of those things public out of an honesty and humility I owe the world. I trust you to carry that context with you.