He’s back, and he’s bad.

It’s been a couple of weeks since I left for my visit home, and while I have to complete my full vacation post (and it’ll be a long one), suffice to say that I am still alive, despite random attempts to change that, and had a great time.

Jet lag is annoying, and I think I’ve finally kicked it, and I started my 201 improv class – it’s gonna be great.

Back in New York City, I am happy to report that it’s still on the map, and hasn’t scurried off and hidden under the grandfather clock in the foyer in my absence.