There’s no way to get back into writing but to write.
Of course. There’s no way to get back into walking but to walk. There’s no way to get into writing Objective-C programs but to…ah, you get it.
Hello from Atlanta, where summer heat has settled in, but mercifully, the humidity has abated a bit from the weekend, where we had those psuedo-bands of psuedo-hurricane-stuff from almost-hurricane Arlene, making her way up the now-traditional hurricane freeway that starts at Mobile bay and comes on up the border between Georgia and Alabama.
Ah, moisture, humidity, and spectaular, Florida-like clouds at sunset.
