Weather is good out here although I think it’s warmer in Ohio. (Figures). Been trapped in a hotel in Santa Clara for a couple of days attending speeches, seminars, shooting interviews, eating. I’ve been reading a lot of Charles Bukowski and started writing poetry (?)… the question mark is because technically I think anything is considered poetry so I’m not sure if I consider what I’m writing poetry or anything but it’s probably pretty terrible none the less. I’m regretting not bringing my watercolor set to do some paintings during the down time. Back to the grind.