connecting the (.)s

Last night, sitting on the sandy shore of MB, digging into an Angus burger, I remembered Mr. Jobs famous words from his 2005 commencement speech. That one can connect the dots only when one looks backwards. So far everything has made sense. The ocean and I have a strange bond, that I've shared on many moonlight nights. It silences the noise that plagues my mind sometimes and gives me direction. T'was a good time.

happYness

The summer's finally here. Things are going well. And there is this feeling of unreserved bliss that has descended upon me. It's hard to describe. Several reasons. Amsterdam finally came through, but it's lost my attention. Funding was approved for "the project." Much love to those Pasadena Angels. I think we'll be able to produce v1 by December. Things with Adrienne are going well. Works not too bad either. What more can a bloke ask for yeah?