I’m back.

And it’s Friday. To placate you until I can get my bearings in a place with no mongooses (mongeese?) or random wild chickens, I’ll throw some normal Friday stuff at you and then sit behind my desk for the rest of the day processing data.

Right. First off the bat, it’s that Friday and that means my new article is up on the City Wire. If you’d care to read it, click here: She’s Gonna Get Slapped. Also, I’ve got a new episode of Date Night ready for you, but for some stupid reason DropBox is being an asshole, so I’ll have to give it to tomorrow.

While I was away, my friend Tom continued sending cryptic emails and then dropped this on us:

Whoa. That was intense. Tom doesn’t disappoint with imagery, I’ll give him that.

Oh, wait. Dropbox has decided to work again. So, here’s the episode of Date Night. Click here to listen. Or be a grown up and go to the Date Night page and listen there.

Okay, I’m going to go do stuff like wash my undies and transfer tons of photos and videos to the computer now. Welcome back and what not. More soon. ~SC