That was short-lived. But it was successful. I received a handful of postcards and a hilarious letter from Blake comparing me to the una-bomber. I concluded however, that as with most things, a balance is necessary, and in this case, email and the ability to post my thoughts in the ether of the interweb are benefits that outweigh the cost of technology eating my brain. I still think the internet is an enormous distraction beyond that though, and since moving back on the boat, I've successfully avoided it for all things non-communications related.
So, bottom line, I can still be reached by email until June 3, and I still prefer the real mail. Keep in touch. Peace.