When going to jail started sounding like a restful change of scenery I knew it was time to unplug. So I decided to turn off the computer and hang out the electronic "gone fishing" sign
I'm heading for Sedona, AZ tomorrow for a week of communing with the Cosmic Vortex, and adjusting my aura and balancing my chakras with plenty of margaritas. After that I'm going to play tourist in my home turf, the San Francisco Bay Area. And, no, I will not be checking email, answering the phone, or Twittering. You are still alive even if no one is Twittering you.
See you in September or thereabouts.