August 3, 2011


I guess the cat has my tongue. Or something like that.

What can I say? It started with a tour of Pixar and a beer bash on the company’s front lawn. It turned into a weekend of lounging on sofas and playing games invented on the spot and eating wonderful, home-cooked food and taking walks with Rennie in fresh, cool air, and feeling like I could stick around a lot longer. But I didn’t. So here I am, a few hours north of it all. Except I’m not. I’m not here at all, because I’m pretty sure I never left Oakland.

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  1. SirenaSteve
    Aug 4 2011

    Sorry we missed being there together by only a week…


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