So, um, yeah, I live after all.  Work was nuts, then I went on vacation, then I got back and played catch-up for a while, and here we are.

B. and I went to the Bahamas for six days, which was blissful indeed.  So much of the time when we go on vacation, we do so much stuff that we return from Yurp or wherever fairly exhausted.  This time was different; we lay on the beach, we lay by the pool, we read novels, and generally lounged and loafed around.  We ate and drank and went to the zoo and an art museum and explored Nassau, and we returned completely, wonderfully relaxed.

So what am I up to now?  Well, tonight I'll be performing along with some friends in a John Cage tribute concert at Issue Project Room in Brooklyn.  (C'mon out for some atonal static-filled deliciousness, stay for the skronky noises.)