home sweet home

Back home now, though my wife isn’t here. I guess she’s allowed to step out for a few hours, if I’m allowed to pop across the continent for a week, but still. Still. Emily came by to show off her cocktail party pictures, which were pretty good. (The ones of me were less good, especially the one in which I resemble a toothy robot.)

I was a hacking machine on the plane, so I’ve got fixes for most of the bugs HP reported to me yesterday. Now I just have to figure out how to run IOR so that I’m allowed to land these goodies.

Yay, Tyla’s back!

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