I got clobbered with some sort of demon-spawn, stomach bug from hell and have been enjoying the company of Stanley for the past few days.
Side note: Stanley is my toilet. He did not have a name until this weekend. We have become very close.
Side note 2: I'm pretty sure this came from one of my daughters classes. Which is causing me to seriously reconsider this whole "educate my children" concept...
Which means that I haven't had the opportunity to wrap up the editing of the inaugural episode of "World of Linux". So it'll be a day or two while we wait for my stomach and intestines to decide they've grown weary of these constant shenanigans.
This won't impact the releases of any other shows going forward (as the first episodes of "The Show Where Bryan Lunduke Talks To People" and "Mack Murphy, P.I." are already "in the can").
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to put down this incredibly slow netbook, sip a thimble-full of ginger ale, and hope I don't regret drinking that massive amount of liquid.