Good morning, Pirates.
The last guest from the second Collapse Laboratory will be leaving later today. Actually, I think not very much later at all. I think there is going to be an exodus in around half an hour. Probably before I have finished writing this. Or in other words, it’s going to be late out again, isn’t it?
I don’t think I’m going to be able to write much about it today, other than the most superficial truths of how nice it was to have a barracks full of people, how rewarding it was to be able to sit down and talk with them all. I’d probably try to do some quick back of an envelope calculations on how many meals I prepared - close to 200 is probably not far off, and how grateful I am that there are people who are happy to be here in this strange and wonderful place, prepared and willing to indulge my really rather strange manifestation of being useful, and participating fully in the conceit that we might attain it.
Well, I think we were useful for ourselves. I think we have …
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