Back from 72 hours away from the world. Well, my world, at least. No internet, no cell phone service, no radio or television for three days straight. Amazingly, I really liked it.

No stories to tell, really — it’s was joyously, invigoratingly uneventful. A few days with family, a night sky free of video pollution that aloowed me to see more stars than I’m used to, cows, a horseback ride, strange nighttime noises from the local fauna, and more cows.

Tons of boring pictures on my Flickr page.

Everyone needs a little time away, I heard her say…

Yeah, I went there.

Just finished reading Steven Hall’s Raw Shark Texts, probably the best book of this century. No kidding. Add it to your must read before you die list.