Captain’s log, supplemental. Home! The crew have brushed their teeth and retired to their bunks. The house is spotless given the fact that one adult who employs three maids has lived here alone for the past week. I have access to a mini-fridge stocked exclusively with Perrier, and keg of beer to wash down that Perrier. And of course, I now have Wi-Fi, which will enable me to more quickly load web pages that I won’t look at while watching TV. Bliss! Now to begin preliminary work on Operation Dish Best Served Cold. Hamilton Out.