I'm back, and I've survived. The short version is: three nights staying with the
'rents, bit my tongue a lot but not to the point of severe pain. Went to dinner
for Mom's and brother's milestone birthdays. Met the brother's girlfriend,
attended his 30th birthday party. Went to smokin' concert of the Battlefield Band
(Scottish music), stayed with a friend who lives out that way, giving me a flareup
up House Envy. Spent some time on my old campus, then got up close and personal
with the Philadelphia Library's Rare Books Collection. (Stop drooling, you
librarian types.) Erged twice. Caught up with some old neighbors and
friends.
The long version will be written at a later
time.