Well, it’s that time again, friends and neighbours, for the wonderchicken to take a wee break, I think. Adventure awaits, or if not adventure, then at least a new home and some new faces.
I’ll see you around the usual watering holes, virtually, but I won’t be writing here, at least for a while. Hell, I haven’t written anything worth reading in weeks, I know. I need to have some more stories to tell (though I’m far from exhausting the old ones) and I need more stories to hear too, but I won’t be ready to tell all of you those stories in turn until I’ve felt the sun on my face a bit, and blown the proverbial carbon out of the valves with some Mekong whiskey, or some compressed air down on a reef somewhere, or some dangerous and ill-advised antics in the Bad Side of Town, or maybe just a simple change of scenery.
Then again, I might change my mind and post a semi-inebriate screed or a philosophical ramble or two in the intervening weeks before we land – somewhere – again, so check back once in a while, if you’re so inclined.
But life calls, and I’ve always been one to shake off the dust, pull up my drawers and leap – all floating hair and flashing eyes – into the fray when I hear the call. I’m afraid, a little, but excited too, and feeling the pull of the open road. Wish me, wish us, luck.
See you soon. Ish.


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  1. Travel well, feed on honeydew, arrive safely.

  2. Happy trails, hombre.

  3. Happy travels – I’ll miss reading about you.

  4. Luck. To both of you.
    I doubt if any of your faithful readers are surprised to see you taking a break. Enjoy it. If and when you land on the sunny shores of the land of Oz, I hope that things turn out better than you are expecting.

  5. Good luck. And enjoy your break.

  6. Be safe (but not too safe.) Have fun, learn stuff. See you around the monkeyhouse — but come back soon, ya big lug.

  7. Damn, I guess this means I’ll have to spend more time lurking at the monkeyhouse (and dodging the flung dung). Have fun, and tell us all about it when the spirit is willin’.

  8. Bonne chance! Relax, enjoy, and take some nice pictures. 🙂

  9. Chris, I’m secretly writing this comment to warn you that some guy going by the name of “Another Hiatus” has hacked into the front page of emptybottle.org and plastered his name all over the place in big bold typefaced print!
    And listen, “Another”, if you’re reading this and that really is your name. I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but I’d hate to be in your shoes when Stravos catches up with you!

  10. Best of luck, you two.

  11. If you’re down along the Mekong on the VN side, I can strongly recommend the local “rice wine.” Wine my ass. Rice vodka, very smooth, sold in gallon plastic jugs like milk in the US. Best when fresh from the still.
    Bon chance, Wonderchicken.

  12. Well, I was going to take a weblogging break, too, but if we both do it at the same time, people are going to talk.
    Best of luck to you and the missus with decisions, moves, et al. I am going to be curious where you’ll be when next you write — which means you have a rather exotic life.
    I think.

  13. Heh. Well, exotic is in the eye of the beholder. My life feels pretty damn mundane, on a daily basis, even living under the threat of North Korean artillery and alla that, which is why I’m feeling the need for more Wild Kicks and Groovy Fun Times. Amazin’ what you can get used to.
    Thanks for the well-wishes, friends. I won’t actually be moving house for a while yet, so look for me on the ‘filter and the pile and your blog-comments. Just felt the need to hang up a ‘closed for the holidays’ shingle here for a while, while we sort ourselves out.

  14. May the road rise up to meet you, Stavros.

  15. see ya on the flip side! come back soon!

  16. May the road rise to meet you,
    May the wind be always at your back,
    May the sun shine warm upon your face,
    The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
    Until we meet again,
    May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
    An old Irish Blessing –
    have a good journey where ever it takes you amigo

  17. May the beans taste good whereever you be ins’

  18. I must say, a part of me almost envies you. Turning out into the day, nothing behind you but the wind, nothing ahead but the future. A few more miles, and a few more tales just waiting for a drink and a friendly ear…
    On second thought, I suppose the cavalier adventuring is best left to those best suited to it.
    In the meantime, since the old Irish blessing has been well covered already, and there seems little need to say much else, good luck, fine speed, and fair weather wherever the road takes you.

  19. Wow, the Chicken’s gone. There ain’t nobody here at all!

  20. Darn. Just found this site, too. It seems like something I shoulda’ been perusing ages ago.
    Based on all I’ve been able to take in over the last five minutes – fantastic site design, a random reference to Uncle Tupelo lyrics, linguistic debates, blogs with actual CONTENT – I’ll be hoping you return soon, as well.

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