Like many geeks, I’ve got a ton of different e-mail addresses. For the last eight years, though, there’s been one main place to reach me. As of tomorrow, I’m shutting that address down. The thing has become a spam-catcher: roughly 70 pieces a day, offering me various toys, nutritional supplements, and nekkidness of all varieties.
Most everyone knows my new address of preference, and mail through the weblog will always find me. But, lord, I do hate being run out of my homestead.