This is where I was while the Type-In raged many miles away. There was intermittent rain, which was nice. The Unkillable Chicken is gone to join a flock of like birds, who are also presumably immortal. 
Type Tested offered me a ride to the event, but I had been pre-assigned to Horse-Sized Dog sitting duties at the same time, so I had to cancel. He sent me some nice photos of the event, which I may post if he wants me to. Looks like it was a blast as usual! (: 
I still owe you a letter! Hoping you get settled soon. Thank you for keeping us updated.
The mail I will get when I land is the anticipatory reward for me not stringing myself up by the ceiling fan (well, that and the thought I might be rescued by someone in a monkey suit – see “Sunshine”)
Man, the day when you get a new house can’t come soon enough. So much has happened to me I’m gonna have a verifiable novel to send you!
That’s why you need a blog! Micro-publishing flies under the radar, but allows your friends to see your world. (:
Yes, Gunier, if anyone needs a blog it’s you!
Love you Stephen King reference: LANGOLIERS.