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.
