Home again. I landed this morning and, like the good boy that I am, went straight to work. One tall cup of café au lait later, and I was charged up and ready to wrestle alligators. Coffee is like legal amphetamine, only more intense (oooh, the colours!). Three meetings and eight hours later, here we are. The cat was happy to see me, though I'm not sure she knew I was gone for three days.

New York was good, though brief. I got to meet old friends, do some business, buy some DVDs (it's a disease, I know; I have no money, and yet I can't resist the lures of Once Upon a Time in America, the season four box set of Buffy, The Animatrix, and, disturbingly enough, four more movies. This, mind you, only a few weeks after returning from California with a truckload of DVDs. What all this adds up to, I'm not sure, but say hello to my addiction. Hey, it beats crack.  ¶ 18:34