lesson learned

where to begin after such a long pause... with a sheepish confession perhaps: as i once learned never to "drink and dial," so too have i now learned never to "drink and blog." the first lesson came in 2003, after an embarrassing post-happy hour message left on knox's cell phone in which i try to wax poetic on the slippery nature of time by slurring (and i can quote myself here because knox has replayed this gem for me at least 65 times): "wow... i cannot stand time... sometimes..." deep, les.

lesson number two came just weeks ago, in the form of a number of bemused but not at all amused reactions to the robert downey jr. post. i had no idea i was being held to such standards. i had no idea anyone was actually reading this thing... but i guess that's fair. i have heard you, fair readers, and vow never to post such nonsense again.

but just as the truly mortifying "time" message lived on until knox got rid of his cell phone service, so too will i keep ole' RDJr. up as a reminder of what happens when red wine is introduced to the already delicate cocktail of anti-anxiety pills (i never fly over an ocean without them), serious jetlag, and an internet connection.

lesson learned.

so with that behind us, let me back up five weeks and start filling in some holes. as of our last post in viet nam, we were in ha noi, where knox was fighting off dengue fever and i was stuffing myself with enough che and tofu to last me a year. it was fabulous. knox was so taken by the paris of the orient that he's decided we're moving back should he not find a job this year. he's even said that he will get his own motorbike, which i think is a fine idea, though i think we'll need find to room in the suitcase for an appropriately sized helmet...


what do you think? a little small, no?

in the posts that follow, i'll fill you in on our travels – from hong kong to paris via l.a., florida, and texas – which have only just come to an end.