We're back in Seattle. Or rather, I am. Lori rather ironically had to fly back to Michigan mere days after our return home due to a family emergency, so I've been spending what was to pass as our honeymoon alone, watching Paul Naschy films and drinking Rebel Yell bourbon in the dark.



I have lots of writing to catch up on, here and abroad, so a compact travelogue will follow within the next twenty four.