Sorry for the lack of posts yesterday. It took me all morning to unload my rented truck, and another 24 hours to recover and catch up on my blog-reading. After almost a week in various motels and another week in an apartment with nothing but a futon, a computer, a small table to put it on, and a folding chair from Office Depot, I now have some actual furniture, and will soon have all my books, for the first time in 13 months.

I will be renting another truck next weekend to go back for the rest of the books. I like the idea of moving myself without any help at all, and am getting a little old to do 200 boxes of books and papers, a dozen bookshelves (10 different sizes), three 4-drawer file cabinets, and various other things in one weekend, even into a first-floor apartment.

The arm chair of Jabba the Hutt was the most difficult piece to move: it's over five feet wide, with 18-inch-wide arms, and took a good half hour to squeeze through the back door of my building, as I had to push it part way, walk around the building to pull it a bit further, then walk back and push the more. But it was worth it: I bought it because it was the most comfortable of several hundred in the store, for sitting, slouching, or lying crosswise. (I tried them all.)

Now I have to unpack and arrange everything. But first, some blogging. My next few posts will be mostly polemical, but labeled as such, if anyone wishes to skip over the nastiness.