539 Surly.


If you’re reading this then I am stuck someplace on my way back home.  Could be bad weather, could be clowns, no one can be sure.  I’ll let you know if I say anything of note here later.  There’s at least some chance that I’m “assisting” with the holiday decorations.  Which means I’ve fallen asleep in a corner of Grandma’s house.

Got my PC repaired, debugged, and on the net again.  I am the smartest man alive.