My friends, the long vacation is coming to an end. It’s very bittersweet to be packing up and getting ready to hop on the Vermonter tomorrow morning. For one thing, I’ve apparently attributed mystical, magical powers to “my” drafting table, “my” computer, “my” scanner. I feel magnetically compelled to get back and excersize my studio equipment fetish. At any rate, I can’t seem to get anything done in this post-holidays Brooklyn squatting. I wish I could say it’s because I was doing so much and seeing all the sites, but really I’ve been sitting with the cat and looking at the internet for the last week. So, I don’t even feel like I’ve been reading cause I’ve only been reading on screens. Anyhow, it’ll be nice to feel settled and stop living out of a suitcase. From Charlotte, to Connecticut, to Brooklyn, it ain’t easy saying goodbye so many times in three weeks! And of course, as the deadline for Brooklyntime has come hurtling toward us, I’ve been seeing more of my friends and doing more interesting stuff, and it makes me never want to leave.

Blah blah blah, Alien, you know, from Alien?