July 31, 2006
Interview
Unlike many people, I inevitably look forward to job interviews, relishing the scrutiny and heightened expectations that can exist in all parties. Overlooking Bryant Park in New York, I was gang interviewed in the mid-90’s when the internet bubble was still just mid-sized. For some reason they all wanted me to commit to moving to Westport, Connecticut. Strange days.
I didn’t bite, and continued on at my job at “big consulting company” for awhile longer. Gosh, 1996 seems so… distant now.
July 28, 2006
July 27, 2006
July 25, 2006
Luigi's Birthday
Today he is three, and quite bossy, as terriers are.
July 23, 2006
It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to...
But I am not crying today. Not at all.
It is nice to feel thankful for my health, my friends and family, and the company of Mark and Luigi. And even at this advanced age I can still stand up and talk without peeing myself.
Bring the next year on!
July 18, 2006
July 10, 2006
Sunny Weekend
Home. Summer. Mark, Luigi and myself.
Friends from near and far stopping by lately. Sun. Birthday parties.
Parents moved into the the new house. My brother doing good far away in Hawaii.
Italy wins the cup. Life is good.
No really. It is.
Just turn off the news.
July 2, 2006
Orange and Grey
There is no doubt in my mind that orange and grey are somehow coded into my DNA as preferred. My sight, both subjective and objective, turn towards them when seen in combination, not individually.
Don't laugh. You have your own color combos too. Admit it.