Way to shield the hated heat. Way to put myself to sleep. Ghost in the Machine is 8 years old today. [0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.] Time to take a break? Nah…I can still reach my destination (tho’ it’s still a ways away.) Until then, as always, whether you’re a long-time reader, a first-time visitor, or (most likely) just a lost Googler, thanks for coming by.