I'm now almost all set to go to San Francisco.

I'm nervous. Or excited. Probably both. I'm taking fairly little in the way of clothes, although it's in the low sixties there (chilly by Florida standards). But what I am taking can be layered. I'm still trying to figure out which jacket or coat to bring-- something to keep the wind off, but nothing as heavy as the leather duster, and preferably something which won't scream "Terrorist" at the Tampa airport. And which bits of tech do I absolutely need to bring?

Fret, fret. I handed over my key to Jeff today. Got him to hire Selkie. Good good. I hope that works out well.

Gods, too much change, too much flux, need a little stability; I wish my Rew were here.