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Tony
Tony Seymour of Radio Cab 201 is a kindly gray haired fella who drives the big Dodge Sprinter cab. He dropped me off after my train arrived last Wednesday at the Embassy Suites. He gave me his card and told me to call him when I needed a ride back. Now that is great customer…
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Meetings, bloody meetings
So, it has been three days of solid meetings. I wish I could say that I was the willing victim, but instead I was the one dragging folks off to meetings so they wouldn’t be able to do any real work. In theory, we will be all the more productive because we have spent so…
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I’m a travelin’ man…
Today I got in to Seattle from Boise shortly after 7:00 am. Just a 1 1/2 hour flight, against the jet stream, getting in Seattle just a half hour after I left Boise due to time changes. Tomorrow morning I go to Portland, OR (Beaverton to be exact) to start a series of meetings for…
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Christmas Evening
Last night I went up to Rob and Charlotte’s, with Kei and Heidi. We played Tripoli and smoked cigars. I opened Grandpa Millensifer’s 320 year old bottle of Seltzer water that Rob was saving. After the initial shock of learning I opened it, Rob teased me about it all night. I felt bad for opening…
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Carlottas Late Night Wing Ding
Kate and I went to Carlotta’s Late Night Wing Ding about a month ago, and I never got the photos up. My favorite one was of Slaw looking like the Diane Arbus photo of the nervous boy in Central Park. I’ve uploaded the Diane Arbus photo for comparison purposes (black and white). {gallery [Carlottas]}
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Christmas 2005
Hiya folks. Here are some shots of Christmas 2005 in Boise. Too bad Kate and Jordan couldn’t be there. {gallery [Christmas2005]}
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Extreme Christmas!
I’ve been really busy with some exciting work-stuff this December. I know, what a let down. I’m sure you were expecting an article about a fat bearded man in a big red suit bungee jumping off of Hell’s canyon while drinking Mountain Dew. Sorry, but I’m trying out Extreme Programming for a work project. They…
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Snowing!
It’s snowing here in Greenlake. Not sticking, but snowflakes are fluttering down. There is something magical about it, like someone shook the Seattle snow globe.