That’s a good question. Come navel-gaze with me. It won’t take long. The easy answer is that I live in the past. Seriously. Not to a creepy degree, of course (I hope). My house has flush toilets and electricity. I write on a computer, not on parchment with ink made from shaved rusty nails. But [...]

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I owe my awesome friends Ragan and Mike a great debt of gratitude for all their work on this website.  Thank you so much, guys!  I can’t believe you work for gelato and eternal devotion.  It’s so worth it. We’re almost up and running, and then I will start blogging with some semblance of regularity. [...]

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