I’ve got a rare post for you today—no technology, no science fiction, no fantasy, no otherworldly dystopian futures. It DOES have giant friendly blobs, so I think I’m still in the right tonal universe for the blog. Last month, I fulfilled a long-held wish to see the West Indian Manatee in its natural habitat, the various rivers and lakes and hot springs of central and southern Florida. It was a wild success. A friend and I drove two kayaks to the Crystal River and got on the water at a public park put-in about a mile from Three Sisters Springs. It was both early and quite cold—the best … [Read more...]