Bonsoir from Paris

I've been very quiet lately as I rushed to get some real work done against a hard deadline. My friends in colder climates will appreciate the sacrifice I made in spending some time in Florida. MyClaySun.com launches later this week and it seems to be coming together nicely, and the staff has labeled Jonathan Bennett, the site's community content coordinator fresh out of University of South Carolina, as "our very enthusiastic," which is somewhat more restrained than the sign I saw on his door last week, which I think read "Captain Awesome" or something like that.

Today I'm in Paris downing caffeine and trying to reset my bioclock. Regardless of how many times I crawl in and out of airplanes -- and I do that a lot these days -- there's something magic about snoozing in front of a TV screen for a few hours and waking up as you descend from the clouds in a land that once was weeks, if not months distant. I'm attending a World Press Freedom Committee affair for the next couple of days, then taking a cheapo discount flight to Prague for a dose of that city's magic.