Live from Van Dieman's Station

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Van Dieman's Station. The name comes from a song by U2 (surprise, surprise) about exile. I'm in a sort of self-imposed exile myself, so this was the most fitting U2-related title I could come up with to succeed Zoo Station.

My "new" Dell has arrived, and to my delight there's an unsecured wireless network somewhere in the vicinity. That means that I at least have something to do here at the new flat; until now, I've spent all of my evenings out and about. With broadband, all of my wildest dreams can come true. For example, I can catch up on about two weeks worth of news! And resume my beloved Fly Reports! Excellent!

Well, I have things I can be doing. More this weekend.