In what has become an anual tradition, tomorrow I depart for a week long trek across the mid-atlantic. There are parts of this trip that I always really enjoy: long hours on the bus lost in music and the fine art of writing post-cards, (that's 107 to be exact), afternoons in the [url=http://seewashingtondc.net/na...]National Gallery[/url] and the [url=http://www.utexas.edu/courses...]Philadelphia Museum of Art[/url] explaining cubism to budding artists and marveling at the power of [url=http://www.utexas.edu/courses...]Prometheus Bound[/url] and, of course, the cherry blossoms.
This year, though, I've decided to do things a little differently. Instead of just taking the week off, I've opted to offer the reigns of this, my own tiny corner of the web, to several stealthy bloggers in the hopes that they'll take care of things while I'm gone. As I told one of them, this is bound to be either great fun or a miserable failure. I suppose there's only one way to find out.
Hopefully half the fun will be figuring out who my ghost writers are. I expect they'll be calling me with daily updates. That said, you kids play nice....
