Sometime later today, the SFBC blog will be packing up its things, shoving its hat back on its head, shouldering a hobo's bindle, and moseying off, singing a jaunty song as it goes. You see, the server we're on is making us move along, to a new server where the railroad bulls all have sore feet and the streams run with whiskey.

The Forces That Be tell me that I need to refrain from blogging for the entire long weekend, while the blog is riding the rails and settling into an abandoned barn at the new server. They expect that everything will go smoothly -- no guard dogs are expected, and the chalk signs on the new server tell us there's a kind housewife who makes a great cherry pie -- so it should all be transparent to you. (And that's the way it always is with hobos, right? You don't even notice that they're there, or when they're gone.)

So this is probably my last post before the blog skips town. But I'll see you next week, on the other side, at the Big Rock Candy Mountain.