I've been meaning to explain my disappearance, so here it is: I'm just too damn busy to write! After the great cancer adventure (We BEAT that BITCH!), I decided, for various reasons, to change jobs. Partly because I had serious misgivings about my former company's viability in the long term. The central reason was that we wanted to move closer to family. Bitch-slapping death makes you appreciate family a lot more. At the moment, I'm still trying to take care of the house we're selling, along with the new one. They're 200 miles apart, so that ain't easy. It gets even better. I was lucky to work 40 hours a week at my last place. Now I'm working 60, and averaging over 1,000 miles on the road every week. Do the math, and it's obvious. I still write when I can find time, but a few minutes here and there makes it hard to do. One of these days, the house will sell. That will get me some time back. Who knows, I may even start working 40 hours again. Believe me, I miss writing more than you miss reading.