Hi, kids. I’m back, and I survived my Oregon trip. Sadly, it seems a bunch of celebrities didn’t, which put a bit of a damper on conversation.
I spent most of yesterday offline and in the shadow of Mt. Shasta. That wasn’t a deliberate decision, it’s just that the mountain looms over the landscape as an inescapable presence for several hours of travel time. Up close it’s kind of ominous, too — despite yesterday being a clear, sunny day, Shasta’s peak was permanently enrobed by a wreath of clouds. I can only imagine what fell monstrosities lurk within that shroud, likely waiting to recover the One Ring and enslave humanity. Again.