Way too much has happened since last I updated here. So much so, in fact, that in the spirit of being a completely frustrating bastard I'm not even going to attempt to fill you in.

Suffice it to say that I'm well, I'm alive and I'm at least making enough time to write three or four sentences here.

Cleveland is hot, then cold, then hot. Although one thing I can say, it is consistent in its inconsistency. You know you can count on absolutely nothing. And isn't that reliability in its own way?

Sounds like a lot of people I know.

Been homesick quite a bit for Seattle lately. Damn I miss that overpriced parking hell. I would give anything to be sitting outside Vivaci's up on Capitol Hill with a latte just people watching right now. Do me a favor, all you folks out there in Seattle. Head up to Vivaci's for me and grap a cup for me, okay? Send pictures.

I'll love you forever.

Or, at least until next Tuesday.

Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of the Abyss.