Get a haircut, get a real blog...

OK, so no haircut, because the Shmoo would freak out; it's already about three times shorter than he desires. (And why would I want anyone but the amazing Kenneth to cut my hair anyway?!)

And Blogger isn't exactly a "real blog" for a geek-girl wannabe like yours truly, but it's fast and easy from the road. That means I can actually concentrate my free time on, like, posting. Wouldn't you rather hear about all the fascinating people I've been meeting instead of just looking at a lot of pictures of mountains and road signs? Well, I've been writing and not posting since I didn't want to put my perfectionistic streak through an afternoon of blog setup. Now the posts will roll. Um, a little later.