Arrived at SFO last Friday, the day after thankgiving. Dave picked me up at the airport and we headed to Santa Cruz. We stopped by at Rob’s place, but of course there was nobody home. We grabbed food @ in-n-out near there and went home.
Saturday we hung out mostly. Made my parent-moving plan proposal to Dave and Coral. We watched Big Night with Ian Holm. I knew I knew who he was, but it was driving me nuts, so I had to go check IMDB in the middle of the movie. The movie was slow, but very good. I could swear I saw it before, but I didn’t remember it. (How’s that for a contradiction?) Minnie Driver and Isabella were also in it.
Today Dave dropped me in Fremont and I got to the office w/o mishap. Hooked up w/Yoshi and Atoka and we went to a cool mex place in SF for late lunch/early dinner. It was good.
Did some work. Chatted with Bill P. Checked in a ton of stuff for conditional content.
Hit Cody’s on Telegraph after checking in to the Rose Garden.
Was checking out “who let the blogs out” by Biz Stone (is that a real name?). This, in combination with the recent re-realization that I can’t remember what I’ve done in the past, motivated me to start blogging more. I’m sure I still won’t remember, but at least I’ll have a reference. Now only if I could get The Perfect Camera in order to perfectly record all the stuff I should remember, then everything would be perfect.
Of course I still haven’t read any of Getting Things Done. I must still not be getting anything done. Saw a bumber sticker in the Fry’s parking lot:
The #1 reasone to procrastinate:
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I thought that was pretty good. 
