(While Jon and I take some time to unwind on a beach very far away, I’m reposting some content from my archives. This one was originally published on November 20, 2006.) “Stop looking at it.” “I’m not looking at it.” “Yes you are. I’m looking at your eyes right now, and they’re looking directly at [...]
Except she can’t balance a damn thing on her head. Sure she can organize a herd of sheep, but that’s not nearly as useful.
My friend Cami got to attend the lunch keynote at Alt Summit a week ago and demanded that Jon take a photo of us looking “dashing.” I think I’m more “doubtful.”