As Sarayu Jones settles into her deconstruction and meditations on unknowing, I also feel the call of Ceridwen and a need for some peace and quiet. It has been an eventful year. Yesterday evening I was working on a concept for a time machine. With the aid of a few good German beers and a couple of my Bulgarian buddies, I figured out that it would be better not to attempt to transport the entire human body because of the vast energy requirements. My time machine so far has a laser, a quantum computer, some psychedelic trance medicine and a supercool computer nanochip that is small enough to accelerate to the speed of light. At present it only exists on the drawing board of my Moleskine, but ya never know, I may just find some sponsors that wanna build it. In the meantime I'm off on a short holiday in the countryside.