In the Summer of ’09, we all went on a Segway Tour of San Francisco … which I can heartily recommend. We spent 30 or 40 minutes being thoroughly trained (it’s easy!) … and then we went out in the Fisherman’s wharf area … where cars are moving very slowly owing to the foot traffic. Here’s a clip of the boys … and Debi … on their Segways.
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And here’s Debi:
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I thought it would useful for me to outline what I want to accomplish by making this blog. I plan to start taking a more public profile — professionally and personally. Some of that will be on existing sites — LinkedIn (for professional bio and recommendations); Facebook (for friends, who will see a broader…
This is an awesome song from Coldplay’s new Album, Mylo Xyloto It’s Us Against The World Oh morning come bursting, the clouds, Amen. Lift off this blindfold, let me see again And bring back the water, let your ships roll in. In my heart she left a hole The tightrope that I’m walking just sways…
There are two classes of service: Servicio Plus (aka “Chapala Plus” or “Directo” service). This is express service on cushy, air conditioned busses that make limited stops between Ajijic and the old bus station in southeastern Guadalara — the “Central Vieja” (map). Running time: about 60 minutes. Cost 65 pesos. Servicio Regular (aka “Regular Service”…
I got back from a hike with Debi about 10a California time, only to see a number of emails from Caleb, wanting to talk about a business idea. He suggested we “do a quick Skype” [call] to exchange ideas. I said yes, he called — video call — and we were holding a crystal clear…
Debi and I headed over to Frye’s to pick up a new computer to replace her aging laptop. As we got out of the car to walk into the store, we stopped for a moment to contemplate the Silicon Valley sunset.
photo credit: minnemom In 1960, driving across Ohio on Route 40 with a group of fellow Boy Scouts, we pulled in Zanesville, OH and were greeted by a goofy looking bridge. (“Go to the center of the bridge and turn left,” we were given for directions.) A Historical Marker at one end declared,…
