Hermit without crab

If I haven't talked to you lately, don't feel bad: I haven't talked to anyone lately. It's not intentional; it's just that (book + fiancée + job + Wii + world's cutest cat) makes a self-contained little package that nestles snugly in the amount of time I have. I still like you, promise.

I did play guitar for dancing last night, which was a great deal of fun. I was fat-fingered for the first couple of dances (I kept misplacing eight bars here and there), but by the ninth and final set I was fully in the groove. I experimented with a heavier pick (green instead of orange, for Dunlop fans), which seemed to give me more thump.