Dear Ryan (and Friends)

We rode with Allen's brother, Ryan, to the airport yesterday to provide him a proper farewell. The back things up a step or two (or week) for the uninitiated, Ryan had indicated (rather flippantly) that he wanted to visit us once we got settled. Ryan, as it were, is known to be flaky at times--which is a shocking reveal about Allen's family, to be sure--so when he mentioned it we didn't put too much stock in it.

That was a mistake, to our delight, because he came out to visit a week ago and it's been one of the best times I've had in the city since moving here. For a change I got to play tour guide with him instead of filling out the role of tourist myself, so it's been a busy week for us.

Allen and I's place isn't a palace by any means to begin with, but now that we don't have Ryan crashed out on our sofa, it feels extremely empty in there. So, here's to you Ryan. We miss you and hope you'll visit again soon!

As an addendum to my weird emails, I'd like to thank everyone that has sent along warm emails to me. In fact, I'd say the amount of affable correspondence outnumbers the off-setting ones. Now that my life has begun to settle back into it's post-graduate boredom again, I'll be able to reacquaint myself with the fun little insane things around SF that help me keep my sanity.

Science & Industry™ (Patent Pending)

Allan's been kept real busy in his new position, which doesn't afford him much time to let his hair down. What this means, however, is that I find myself with more than enough time on my hands, which can be a potentially hazardous thing when I spend it reading over sites like this. Allan is likely to come home to find I've constructed a miniature Hadron Collider in the living room.

Should he be worried?

I've spent the entire day absorbing this caliber of stuff, and to my dismay it's after seven already! Perhaps if I had one of these I could solve both my problems and be a cutting edge fashionista to boot.