Today marks two weeks back in London from New York. Dorrie and I are settling into the new flat in Nunhead, South London. Getting used to the neighborhood and unpacking boxes. But this time I don’t have to pack again. I’m an immigrant!

Jon Phillips is coming to visit next week. Says he’ll get me into a convention on the future of the internet on Monday.

There’s a creepy play on Radio 4 with a drunk Scottish farmer protagonist who crucified an owl to lift a curse on his family and has a confessional relationship with his pig, Mr Gonads.

15 days till Dorrie and I get married! What a week.