I had an entry here that I had to delete because of a confidentiality agreement I signed. Sorry.
Song going through my head this morning: “Monchichi”, the old commercial jingle. Somebody please put me out of my misery.
I had an entry here that I had to delete because of a confidentiality agreement I signed. Sorry.
Song going through my head this morning: “Monchichi”, the old commercial jingle. Somebody please put me out of my misery.
One of the things I absolutely loved about the place I was renting here for the last 6 months was the view. Perched on a hill in South San Jose, that house had spectacular views of Mt. Umunhum, the second-tallest peak [more...]
You know, years ago I had a crush on the editor of The New Republic (until I ran into him a few times in my Dupont Circle neighborhood and realized he was really rude). His name was Andrew Sullivan, and as it turned [more...]
…oh so soft and cuddely,
put their thumb in their mouth their really sweee,
fun to cuddle their little feet
la la la
la la la
happy happy Monchichi…