No news is good news.  Ask anyone.  That's what I've been doing.  I asked my mum and dad.  I asked some people at the cafe, that bird scratching around for worms in the garden.  The answer varies from yes to probably (that probably usually comes out with an upward inflection that makes it a question.  Still I'm marking it as a yes).  Every now and then the survey is tainted with a "who are you?" or "you need a ticket to be in here", but otherwise the stats are stacking up to support the argument that no news is in fact good news.  Which is lucky, because right now my news is thin on the ground.  Thin on the ground is an overstatement of which I am ashamed, but we mustn't dwell.  It is spring.  I'm in Melbourne.  I'm looking forward.  Stuart and I are still doing the odd Lounge Room Confabulators show (check the page if you want to see it).  I'm making coffee, and I'm at my desk, writing, getting ready for next year. So thanks for checking in.  I'll be sending an email out about upcoming shows and other bits and bobs when it's all finalised, you can sign up to that mailing list if you're interested.  If you're not then I can't say that I blame you, I can say that I hope you're having a good day though.