No Jefe for a week

Here I am an Admiral's Club using a terminal while standing up, sipping on the bartender's Jack Daniels-laced cold-cure (sniff). Standing while blogging is kind of like standing while peeing though I can't quite tell you why...

So, I'm off to places where I do not expect to have any internet at all (can you imagine??) and you won't hear from me for about a week. I'm not going to tell you now what I am up to but I can assure you it is about as geeky as it gets and there may be more on it later (if the letters "RTTY" mean anything to you, that's a clue...)

Also, I was going to go on about how you're going to have to hope that Fermento and Pimp Daddy will post something in my absence - and then I saw PD's post and knew that all was right in the world!

Of course, now Fermento has to top that - something extremely inappropriate involving wine press cleaning, I can only hope...!

- j

ps: I can't BELIEVE I forgot the chicken! I can only blame my snot-addled brain...

Comments

[brenda]

Well, a quick Google search says that you are attending some sort of function where you will attempt to contact rubber chickens in outer space via the Baudot code which was invented before radio even existed. I can't imagine a more stimulating/interesting vacation.