"She should tweak her fable in future tellings"

I haven't disappeared, quite. Just subsumed with work, actual attendance at the gym (!), reveling in Giant Super Bowl glory, and the rise of our man Barack. On that note, nice rhetorical flourishes today from George Will.

Less than a month until Malta and further pursuit of the Falcon. And dreams this weekend of an August jaunt from La Paz to Lima moving marvelously toward fruition. Ah, the wonder of the magic striking of lightning. It will be nice to soon be back along the Thames.

Shall get back on the Shakespearean track tomorrow. Since Burns night, the Fridays have been somewhat less than epic. Hoping to make the first tour through the Officer's Mess tomorrow at RA Park though, so we'll see where that rabbithole leads...