Home, Alive

Back home now, after more than a month away. I was without internet access for a week, and it hurts more and more each time. Can we hurry up with the Technological Singularity already? Okay.

I detoured to Sydney on the way back for my US visa interview. It was even more nightmarish-citizen-processing-farm than you'd expect. Two-and-a-half hours of queue up, surrender your possessions, metal detector, security questions, sit down, watch looped film, wait in line, security questions, shuffle to next room, take ticket, wait in line, surrender your forms, wait in line, digital fingerprints, take ticket, wait in line, interview, and then you wander out of the building, dazed and blinking in the middle of a hot Sydney lunch hour. I passed the time by thinking loud subversive thoughts and chatting with my fellow processees.

Xmas is coming. The novel is still in my head, ticking and whirring and rattling at the bars. CAGES is cooking along, and my Elephant Words pieces are feeling like fun again.

And hey, look! A friend of mine made a cool new vlog post: http://www.sequential-one.com/blog/?p=1393