I'm writing this from my friend Cathy's house in Clinton, New York (near Syracuse). Cathy invited me up this weekend and the timing was just right. I've had a couple of fairly tough weeks—it seems like bad things have been happening to my friends—and also have a weekend without choir rehearsal thanks to our recent concert. I left my apartment at 5:30 and arrived here at 10pm, exactly as planned thanks to a lucky blend of speeding like crazy on I-90 and stopping at a couple of rest areas.

Cathy has a beatiful old place with excellent guest quarters and a happy orange cat named Norman. It's almost culture shock to be in a place where space and silence is so abundant. Fortunately there is a cable modem. I hope to get some work done on frassle from my laptop.

I forgot two things: my cell phone charger and contact lens solution. The latter has been procured but my extra rest stop didn't yield a charger. Therefore, I'm in communicado on the phone for a little while.

Oh, and if you're reading this and near Hamilton College, send me an email.