…(actually a rather anticlimactic tale) will be online as soon as I’m regulalry online again.

For now, suffice it to say I’m in beautiful Belltown again, in a big airy space. I still need four things to make it my true home:

• To get most of my stuff, including my collections of books, zines, and vinyl records, back from the rental storage locker (anybody gotta truck?);
• A few key furniture pieces, including a bed, a dresser, a new computer desk, and some bar stools;
• A working broadband connection (supposedly coming sometime within the week); and
• the usual little “home making” touches (curtains, hangings, tchotchkes, etc.).

In the meantime, here’s a link to the Listening to Prozac author talking about creativity and depression, those two great tastes that taste rancid together.