I wish it were a dream. I’m in California for business. Off to SFO in a little bit. Good thing about being here? It’s 75 degrees in San Diego. Bad thing about being here? I’m not home. I will say one thing about work travel. I get a lot done when there’s nothing to do but work, or talk about work. Had some great wine last night for dinner (which is a plus, but regretfully the plus is going to end up on my fat gut). Silver Oak is the vineyard, one to check out. I’ve already filled my work and social calendars until late April, which is sad. Next big trip is to London, followed by some hootin and hollerin in Tennessee.
My brother got a new job, he’s going to be the Director of Technology. Sounds like a great title! He also found time to find this, which is one of the only “Dad songs” that I can (pretty much) recite word for word. My Dad used to sit in the basement (which was finished with a big TV, a stereo and a bar) and listen to German “Umpah” band music all the time. I wonder if he was just remembering his glory years.













