0126 — The Philippe Times! (Patreon)

I've been sick since getting back from the ten days in Baja, and didn't have the multiplexing wherewithal to weave another installment into the elongating Musicals! story arc, so here's a big fat Philippe Times: Friday Facts.

What's all this Baja talk? Since the beginning of May I've been posting photo updates in the Author's Tier of our recent kayak/snorkel/largely-offline trip to Mexico, along with a rather punchy set of road writing. We slept in tents on desolate sands; we swam above a tessellating carpet of slowly-migrating manta rays; our fingers stopped twitching to tap on the news. Sixteen friends of friends, shitting into a plastic box in a tarpaulin tent, not only didn't develop weird patterns of disrespect, but actually detoxified enough to become...friend-ish.

Anyhow, my souvenir was a nasty cough, so that's my excuse. I'll get the boys on the boards again next week. I'm already on the mend. I even hit some golf balls today.