There was a funny, chemically smell in my bedroom last night. After sniffing everything I finally realized that it was the computer. The too-hot-to-touch computer. That one.
So right now I’m backing up everything to CD. Normally I back up to the second hard drive, on the unassailable logic that they both won’t crash at once. But if the computer explodes that logic won’t actually work.
Oy.
Tomorrow morning, at the crack of crack, I’m leaving for Starwood. I’m going Om.
I’ve been going to this festival since 1982 (they started it in 1991). I missed 1996 and 1998 and that’s it. So for me it really is home. Every now and then I think I won’t go. The drive is a pain in the ass. It’s a week I could spend doing other vacationy things. And it might be that some year I won’t go. But I feel like I live my life by moving in and out of that space, and there’d be a hole if I skipped a year.
Anyway, Tom will be doing the honorable guest blogging. Give him a big hand!
