In case it wasn't obvious, not that I think there is anyone reading, its summer, we've taken the time to get laid off, hired elsewhere, vacay a bit, and softball. It has been glorious, we're batting really well (.671 last I figured) and all that. Also the summer is a depleted, vacuous time for literary-nesses. Not much happens, even in New York.
August comes however.
With it will be a hopeful return to the events and vagaries of which we will do our best to report in something resembling a coherent manner.