As I said, an awful lot has gone on in the recent past, much of which first delayed me from getting anything done here, and now seems, rather, to be propelling me to getting some of this stuff actually finished. Since I'm theoretically approaching this as Act II, perhaps describing the new setting would be in order.

First things first. Back in March (I actually commenced the trip on my father's birthday [Happy Birthday, Dad!]), I flew from San Francisco to Newark to Manchester to spend two weeks with Allison in Ireland (for St. Patrick's Day, no less) and all over the North of England. An aside: you just have to love highway signs that describe where you're going, simply, as "The North" ("I've got a compass, now tell me where in the hell this road actually goes!"). The two of us got along swimmingly, enjoying and consolidating what is a wonderful -- though, sadly, long-distance -- relationship. The greatest thing since sliced bread (first the "Peach" comment and now this...I think I need to discover the world of the non-food metaphor). Life is good, in any event.

I've also moved yet again. Back in December, I took residence about three blocks in the other direction of Webster Street (the main commercial drag through my side of Alameda). It's a smart little two-bedroom place, a middle ground between the lilliputian "matchbox" and the imposing "Pad o' Infinite Sweetness" that followed. My book collection seems to fit in the house, more or less, which, as everyone knows, is the litmus test of residential quality. As always, I'm heartily accepting visitors, so if you've got any business in the Greater Alameda Area, feel free to stop by.

In the world of less-Adam-related news, I'm holding down CfMC's Long Beach origins solo at this point. My former parter in crime...er...support...freed himself of the oppressive bonds...er...professional liberties...of CfMC to take a job with Exodus to go and be a genuine computer geek, as opposed to the hybrid research/computer geeks CfMC tends to develop. And, yes, the "Exodus to Exodus" is already an old joke...

The more things change, the more things stay the same, The Return. Way back in Volume Seven, I found myself congratulating fans of the the Detroit Red Wings and the Chicago Bulls for championships earned in their respective sports. I suppose I'll do the same now, taking solace in the fact that the Kings and the Lakers are making steady progress. Wait 'til next year! Really, this time. I swear.

Okay, the good stuff: In addition to cleaning up the House of Adam for visitors, there are three additions to the site for those of you who've already had the grand tour to check out. The Lost Souls section has been beefed up a bit, with an additional review of Howlin' at the Moon and a discography that's about 90% Rowland's handiwork.

The Sabermetrics section has a little more beef to it at this point, as well. While, to date, the site's mostly been a repository of Bill James info, I thought it only appropriate to add a little original material to the area. To that end, I've set up a Sabermetric Notebook, where I'll stick the odd thought piece having to do with the Grand Old Game. It's isn't real sabermetrics, of course, but it seemed an abdication of my responsibilities as a conscientious web site maintainer to have a section with no original material in it. There's not much there beyond the structure at this point, only a short piece or five, but as I've HTMLizing these things, more is to come, some of which will backfill the gaps that are now clearly in evidence.

The last little addition is a piece of Israeli Tech Humor that I, at least got a kick out of.

So today is the first day of the rest of the life of this site. I've done a fair bit with what's here and I'm looking to make a number of additions and changes in the near future. Since I've once again put the wheels in motion, I'll again mention that I'm actively soliciting feedback with respect to what's here. If you see anything in here you particularly like or dislike (or don't see something here that you'd particularly like or dislike to see here), let me know.