Well, dear reader(s)… I am sure you’ve noticed the paucity of posts lately; and perhaps you’ve gotten so far as to examine, with that critical eye we both know so well, the the actual content of said posts, and found them abstract, lacking, or simply uninformative. I cannot argue; I even would agree. What excuses can I give that would placate your mounting ire, your frustrations, your “Your ‘blog is tough enough as it is without you doing your disappearing act” kind-of-attitude?

I can only offer to you the meager idea that life is happening. I can barely warm up the icy keys of my computer before something arises and I am off again, taking care of business, as they used to say (much to all our embarrassment). I will not intone a liturgy of sorrow for my absence,though; nor will I list for you the things that have arisen (and that, my dear friends, is an apt word). I will not even make subdued promises to do better in the future; life is there, I have promised to live it. What I will do– and this I do solemnly promise– is add a few computurgical prosthetics to my life to make access to our shared virtual world far easier. Which means, if you have to ask, urban nomadicism. Which is the favored misinterpretation of dear old Deleuze and Guattari, but one that– like the cherished rhizome– has found a determined staying-power and (I will admit) use-value for our lives. Which means, if you have to ask again, wireless-ness.

Yes… the recent technology comes to even one so behind-the-leading-edge as myself.

So here we go– a moment has come where the distraction of all that lies beyond my screen is taking me away.

as always– more later.