Like Ukraine, Unforeseen Contingencies
is not dead yet,and neither am I (I think). For most of February and March I've been juggling a busy work schedule and traveling; I've also been out sick (22 days and counting) with some sort of hideous bronchial infection I picked up in Germany. This past weekend was the worst yet, although it might also have been the end of it as today is the best I've been in three weeks.
Assuming I'm not just rising up one last time before collapsing in my death bed, I should be back to blogging soon.
Note: the inset picture bears a remarkable likeness to how I appeared for most of the past three weeks.