I can't believe what I just did. God, what was I thinking? Pariah made me do it, you know. Ayup, that's my excuse.

You aren't going to believe it, either. You'll positively die, I tell you. You'll just keel over and kick twice in the air, like some cartoon character of old.

Several years ago, I bought my first house. This house, in fact. Well, the night I closed escrow, I lay awake in bed, just staring at the ceiling, my brain refusing to shut off. Did I do the right thing? Did I use the right agent? Did I pick the right place? Oh my lord, I'm tied to this compleatly tangible thing. My name is all over a bunch of very official documents.

I feel the same way right now.

See, I'm moving soon. The place is bigger. Nicer backyard, too. Rather massive freeway not terribly far from my front door, which, in this case, is a good thing...

Because it ain't a new house I'm heading for...

It's a new domain.

And it's mine.