Rather than be in town on the 4th for hamburgers and hot dogs, not to mention barbecue ribs, I’ll be flying to Dayton tomorrow for this year’s Pulpcon, where collectors of old pulp magazines, vintage paperbacks and all kinds of similar items gather to buy, swap and tell yarns of the ones that either they hooked or got away.

   I’m sure I’ll see some of you there, or if you don’t read this until you get back, I’m sure you had a good time, too.

   But I’m going to stay away from computers for a while, and there’ll be no postings until I’m home again, which will be next Sunday. The mid-summer hiatus may even be longer than that, I’m sorry to say. My son Jonathan is leaving home again. Next week he’ll be moving into a new place of his own a couple of towns north of here, and I’m the one who’ll be loading the SUV, driving the SUV, and unloading the SUV, not to mention waiting around for the real movers to bring his major stuff up from Maryland. (Well, he’ll help.)

   My scanner’s gotten cranky on me, too. I’m not too happy with the sharpness on the images included in that last post, and I certainly don’t feel like dealing with it any more this evening. It’s time to take a break all around. You may as well assume I’ll be off for a week or so. I hope it’s no longer than that. In the meantime, don’t do anything rash and stay cool.

[UPDATE] 07-11-07. I’ve done some work on the images I was unhappy about last week. I think there’s some improvement, but maybe it’s wishful thinking. I’ll take another look tomorrow, but at the moment it’s ten in the evening, and there’s a book calling my name…!