What you’re looking at is a candid photo of your humble editor taken as the sun rose this morning over my current location. I fell in with a bad crowd last night. They made me stay up really late and forced all manner of intoxicants into me. I told them nothing.
Rather than seek hospital care after I escaped my captors, I had to be at a secret location early this morning where I was expected to engage in the work for which I’m paid. I am now doing things that resemble work, but actually consist of me writing this brief note to you.
The one thing I’ve been unable to do, either last night or this morning, is write a post for NCS. Later in the day, I plan to do that. For now, I must return to the task of appearing to work and moaning softly. Adios.