I’m on my way to another 12 hour workday. This is my third so far this week. I like it. I think? Well, I’ll like it next month. In the meantime I am having fun with creating prototype simulations. Now, if I only worked inside a Las Vegas nightclub doing this.


One of my friends that I put on the Where Are They Now list a few weeks ago contacted me. Trey, who I met back in 1984 or so, found me by doing a ”vain search for his name.” Hey, whatever it takes. He is still SO much more funnier than I am. I aspire to be that funny. We also turned out to both be on Friendster. Anyway, I hope to get reacquainted again. Remind me to tell you the story about the time Trey thought he saw this guy he knew following behind us while I was driving my mom’s Oldsmobile Cutless Cierra at age 15 without a license. Good times.