We're long overdue here for post, but the truth is there ain't quite as much to write about as there once was. Life is pretty quiet for your trusty, ill windy bloggerman. I suppose the day-to-day in Northern Vermont is every bit as weird and wonderful in its way as any Himalayan sojourn, but it will take fresher eyes than mine to see it. But perhaps I can interest you cosmopolitan readers in tales of Chem Lab at exotic Lyndon State College? Midadventures of doggies Mabel and Cyrus? Smitten, slightly impatient accounts of long distance romance?

What I'm more likely to hit you with in the coming weeks is pontifications on traditional medicine. I'm spending an ungodly proportion of my time studying and working with herbs, and once the lid comes off there may be no stopping the botanical ranting. I'm currently trying to envision the next stage of my (re)education--naturopathy, Chinese medicine, Western herbalism? everything I can get my hands on is more like it--so I have an ulterior motive for sparking some dialogue about these things. I've also recently finished an article for supposed, eventual publication in a Nepali journal about the forms of Ayurveda I observed in Kathmandu. Partly, I admit, it's a platform for me to rage against the dying of the light, as traditional lineages of Ayurveda dwindle and disappear (See also my May 30 post, Endangered Species of Ayurved). Anyway, it's too long to post here, but I'd happily email it in pdf format to any interested parties.

In other news, and probably against my better judgement, I went and joined facebook. There's no place to hide any longer.