There's one more thing that I remembered from last weekend that I wanted to add before it escaped me. When I got the call from "Boss" when he was at my apartment (presumably at the security gate trying to get it in), I didn't know at the time that the other three founders were there with him. When I learned this, I had an image immediately appear in my mind and it makes me laugh every time I think about it. It goes like this:
Picture a "Seinfeld" episode with the four of them out together causing mayhem and unnecessary drama. Then replace the four we know with these images: Laurel and Hardy (who argue like Laurel and Hardy), a tiny Filipina, and a nine-month pregnant Bulgarian in a tight-cut, revealing halter dress with (at least) two-inch spike-heeled sandals (no sling back) standing out on a street corner in Oaktown, California on a Sunday afternoon freaking out about something of which they know nothing, and there you have the next generation of Seinfeld, or perhaps we can call them "Seinfeld West."
It's all over now. I'm breathing a deep sigh of relief, or rather frequent shallow sighs of relief; they'll be deep when they pay me what they owe me. I know, I know, no one likes to hear a broken record.
It's been amazingly cool over here lately. I am loving it. I'm learning Unix on my Mac. Mac OS X is built on Unix, you know. It's not your father's Mac OS, that's for sure. I can't tell if I miss System 7 more than I completely adore OS X. Who am I kidding? Evolution is a good thing. This OS rocks! No more system bombs, no more extension conflicts, no more annoying drops in available memory. Plus all the pretty, glowing buttons and icons everywhere! It's just too fun. I am constantly impressed. And learning Unix is really cool, too. I never thought I would consciously seek out how to use the command line more effectively. Now I have, in a Mac forum, and it's just too cool.
That's all. Happy Friday.
