“How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?”–Woody Allen
Physically, I am now back in Connecticut. Mentally, I am still on vacation in Dubai. My circadian rhythms? MIA–but probably floating somewhere north of Saturn and west of Alpha Centauri. The time difference is 8 hours and we partied way too late every night for old farts of our pre-digital generation. (We didn’t chose Dubai to vacation, it chose us. More on that some other time; now back to my day job.)