Friday 3:30 – Guinness settling in front of me. Supposed to meet a friend. Nothing much to say, glad the week is over, but that’s cliché, gotta catch a boat at some point, the earlier the better my wife would say.
I'm a writer and PR guy living on an island in Puget Sound. Born in Los Angeles on the same day California was admitted into the union (but not the same year), graduated from Berkeley with a degree in History (Russian), walked the earth, freelanced in San Francisco, wrote anything to survive, rode the tech boom and bust, now trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.