oot and aboot.

So. Katster is off to the bay area for a few days of rest and relaxation, or something along those lines.

Mebbe I'll come home with a diploma or something.

Anyway, I'll prolly come on from there (Luns has a wireless access point), but if I don't, that way y'all know radio silence isn't because I've up and died or something.

Tell everybody I'm on my way...

intarweb!

Hark! I hail from the land of the Big Mac, in which the gate to the Intarweb does exist. I had to go to the land of the Big Mac, for the esteemed innkeeper by the name of Howard Johnson has not gates of Intarweb for his hostels. He is hopelessly stuck in the twentieth century.

I shall be less sporatic tomorrow.