Return of the Me

Back home, as in Brooklyn. Long day of travel behind us, as well as the two cities of my first 21 years, the wedding of an old friend, tbe family I love, the friends I miss and, of course, the Alamo Drafthouse.

So tired right now; need a vacation from my vacation. I'll keep this brief.

Back to regular updates, for reals and for true. Have many things to tell about our magical adventures in the land called Texas, where it may be a bit bumpkin-ish, swarming with bible-beaters, a hotbed of politcal corruption and already sweltering in May, but at least the food is awesome. And plentiful.

But for now, sleep.

See you tomorrow, you beautiful blogosphere, you.