Mountains have erupted, oceans dried, and rodent-like pincushions floated away since last I posted. I got back from Pennsic a week ago, and I’m leaving for Burning Man a week hence (just bought tickets!!!). There is too much; let me sum up.

• I got a contract gig at Harmonix, makers of Guitar Hero, doing cool speech- and audio-analysis for their new game, which looks *really* cool. If you’re into that sort of thing. I’m working on-site, surrounded by some of most competent coders I’ve had the pleasure to work with, fed dinner nightly, and inundated with all the IBC soda I can eat. It’s a really nice break from my normal free-wheeling lifestyle.
• I scrambled to put my swan ride and ugly duckling tunic (among other fowl things) in a row for Pennsic the week before leaving. Good times.
• Pennsic was glorious, and I fell in love with the SCA for the dozenth time. I had expected to tag on ‘s toga tails, but got so caught up in my own camp and dancing the week away that I only got to two big parties (Men without Pants and Ladies Night).
• I wrangled plans so I could attend the birthday party and vegetarian potluck of two of my most luscious and provocative friends, and andelsky. The associated Rocky after-party was perfect, the potluck was delicious, and the party sequel was the best time I’ve had in months.
• Since returning, I’ve been busy with friends about every night, with plenty more people to get together with on my todo list. Around the edges, I practiced my Napoleon Dynamite dance trixie (I didn’t perform it as well as I practiced it, but it was fun learning the dance), and the Crim role.
• Now I’m scrambling to find my marbles for Burning Man.

I have some great musings to post, but I need to back at work at the crack of 10, and the traffic those four blocks can be grueling.