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... hair again. J It can be a dangerous thing to know a bit about cutting your own hair and owning your own cutting shears. I think it looks pretty good though.
I have to admit; it’s been nice having three days off. We haven’t had a day off since before the season started at the beginning of February and while you do honestly get used to the routine of working every day, it was valuable to recuperate and spend time ...
... in Austin to the wrong (old and out of date) address for Carl and Jo. With the help of the Rhyne family network, I eventually located them (a few blocks away) and had a wonderful stay. Carl made his famous breakfast the next morning, and Jo showed me how I could take in the Texas Hill country and still make the Mexican border by night fall.
I had a wonderful dinner that evening with Tony Beckwith. He is a friend of Mark ...
after work. John had just flown in from LA and Christian had just
started at Rackspace and was working a lot so I appreciate them taking
the time. It was great to hear about Christian's new job and John was
planning on leaving GSD&M and starting his own marketing and
communications consultancy. It was great to hear about everything that
was going on with them.
morning the kids and I picked up ...
... however, is something met with skepticism by even the youngest child. But most everyone got a kick out of it and had fun. Even some adults half joked about how freaky it was having a seven foot rabbit waltzing around the hotel. I could understand.
Clarissa really impressed me when we were in the restaurant because she'd communicate to me through conversation with kids and parents. For example, knowing I couldn't see kids who were walking up to ...
... keep in mind is that dressed in a heavy Santa suit with a wig, beard and thick hat, things get pretty hot pretty quick and I was sweating in no time flat. The 'stache was doomed.
As I made my way out of the locker room and into the employee hallway, I was on the receiving end of smiles, laughter and photo ops from all of my co-workers. A few knew it was me in the suit, but most didn't right off. So I yucked it up and posed for pics in the hallway as ...