The missus and I are going to San Francisco/Napa for a few days. There’s supposedly a wedding we’re to attend, but this is our first real trip anywhere without the kids, so it could be a lead pencil symposium and I’d be happy. I really need a few days off, and the Bay Area does not suck.
I’m not taking the computer. In fact, in the interests of detoxing, I’m not even going to look at a computer while I’m gone, email included, and I may throw my cell phone in one of those contraband bins at the airport. Anyone who truly needs to get a hold of me knows how to reach me via carrier pigeon or whatever. Upshot: if you email me and I don’t respond it’s not because I’m rude. It’s because I’m checked out.
Please do your best to make fun of poor baseball teams and reference questionable 1980s movies without me for a few days. I’ll be back and blogging on Wednesday.