What a long, strange trip it’s been

On 7 July 1989, I got on an American Trans Air charter flight from Los Angeles to Paris. I had a backpack and a laptop and a head full of dreams. Now, 15 years later, I think the backpack is up in the attic somewhere. The laptop is stuffed in a closet, part of my personal museum of computer hardware. And the dreams? Well, they all came true.