Drop Out, Drop In...
...just WICKEDLY BUSY and will resume with regularly scheduled programming very soon.
In the meantime, since Richard was so kind to request more poetry, this one is from August, 1992 and was written for someone also named Richard. It's one of my favorites.
and strung out
life hangs tenouosly
above the streets and below them
through big cities and small towns
along open fields
across a nation
to far away places
my life's blood courses
through a fiber optics network
like bread and water
through these vital connections
reach out and touch someone
long distance is the next best thing to being there
but it's not