From certain perspectives, it wasn’t a good week at Art Scatter. A knee replacement. A hacking flu. A wheezing bronchial apparatus. Not much fun in there. Still, on the edge of Spring Break — and who doesn’t STILL celebrate Spring Break, even decades past the classes we’re allegedly breaking from? — it was hard to get too down in the dumps, especially as the knee replacement went just fine from all important reports.

But: All conspired to make it hard to “keep up.” You see the quote marks, and you’ve read the signs. “Keep up with what?” Or: “What does ‘keep up’ mean, anyway?” But maybe most pertinently: “Who said anybody was keeping up with anything?” We like keeping up as well as the next blog, really we do, although most of the time it feels more like “catching up.” Which begs a set of similar questions.

Our Wheezer is headed for DC. The Man With the Bionic Knee is headed home. The Hacker will continue his profound examination of the idea of hacking. Another week turns. Our paranoia sharpens. The duct tape territorial debates are just beginning. A box of graphic novels arrived. The dogs are barking.

See. Maybe we’re keeping up after all.

Urgent note: Those of you who take your Art Scatter from 9 p.m. Fridays to 9 a.m. Saturdays are going to be disappointed tonight. Our delightful internet host is going dark for 12 hours to make things better in the network. We take this as the truth by faith alone.