I hide inside the ivy-smothered halls of academia and pretend it's a job. For fun I write incessantly (Search "Holuta" at Amazon, I'm the only Holuta in there), build startling objects and societies in virtual space, sing badly, pun even more badly, create mad science in the kitchen, lace up my corset and bond with my steampunk brethren, make a killer sweet relish, and pull weeds. Lots and lots of weeds.