If rising from electronic-death was a strange kind of time-travelling particle, then call me MISTER TACHYON.

Logicmills has been kind enough to fly me back to Singapore, ostensibly to teach and write stuff for them, but really, I know it's because they love me and can't bear to be without me. So, I'll be back in Singapore from about the 6th of July to the 20th of August. Do send me an email if you think you're somebody I like, because I lost your number with my cellphone, and I would want to hang out with you. If you're weird-looking, lack cellular cohesion, or are a member of an pan-dimensional alien race out to eat my brains, don't call. I'll ...eh, call you.

Also, several things rock. R. Scott Bakker. Dungeon Siege 2. Star Trek: Voyager. Mister Wolinsky. Extinctor. Logicmills. Checkers. Kitties. Organs. And of course, Monique.