My three-month marathon of 50% travel at Canonical sprints around the world is finally over. I spent two weeks in Dallas in February, two weeks in Montreal in March, and two weeks in London in April. Fortunately we didn't go too overboard in London, so I'm only somewhat totally exhausted. Now to *really* kick up the work.

I'll be in Cambridge for at least a short while, hopefully. I may even be able to get back to Japanese classes; I had to cancel my previous semester for all of that travel.

Oh yeah, I started that thing again. This is, like, number eight or something. Or eighteen, depending on how you count.

I finished Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. It's good. I reread The Witches by Roald Dahl. That man is a genius. I also recently read a good portion of The Cyberiad. It is not science fiction, don't believe what they say. It's about two demigods who can create machines that can do anything. The subtitle on the title page is accurate — Fables for the Cybernetic Age. The style is amazing, especially for a translation. The Fifth Sally (A) or Trurl's Prescription would be brilliant as a beat poetry performance.

Braindump over, peace out.