As those of you who follow me on social media may have seen, I’ve already had my annual summer week up north in a cottage on the water. Which was, predictably, glorious. What I haven’t had yet is the two weeks where I pretend to be a halfway competent carpenter and end up with injuries that occasionally land me in the emergency room – on the occasions I’m unable to successfully hide the injuries, anyway.
As an aside, if you ever want to have a fun conversation with Kate, ask her what the surgeon said about using duct tape to seal a deep cut.
Anyway, in spite of the fact that this has been easily the busiest pre-vacation week I’ve had in years – August is the new September, apparently? – as of this evening I’m officially on vacation for two weeks.
I won’t be going far geographically, as my primary duties will include important tasks like turning our back deck into a makeshift woodshop. I will, however, be absent from email, Slack and the like. For my local tech friends then, I’m available for lunch so long as you’re willing to eat with someone who’s sweaty and covered in sawdust and a substance that looks suspiciously like blood. For everyone else, you can keep track of my continuing and frankly incomprehensible lack of even the most basic home improvement skills on Twitter.
I apologize in advance for whatever goes wrong in world events, the technology industry or both, as things have a tendency to become unhinged the moment I clock out. And as always I’m heartily sorry for whatever weather I inflict on my fellow Mainers by not leaving the state for vacation (shout out to the folks from Augusta with their 60 MPH winds and thunderstorm tonight – my bad). As a reminder, I am highly susceptible to financial bribes to get me to vacation elsewhere.
With that, I bid you all adieu and wish you the best of your remaining summer. Let amateur hour begin.