I'm going to Arkansas to visit the people who claim to be my blood relatives. Just wanted to wish everyone here a warm season of lights and good vibrations (as the Beach Boys might say).
I'm still astonished that Aldous Huxley's 1984 has come and gone, now it's time for another mythological year: 2001. May we all have great groundings and sweet songs in the year ahead.
Fond regards to you all,
Barg