I hate nearly all my stuff...
I had forgotten how very painful moving apartments can be. That is what I've been doing for the past 10 days or so. And it is why I haven't been blogging or checking my email.
Unwiring and rewiring my life has been my preoccupation, and I'm fed up with the whole process. If I were better organized I would have thrown most of my stuff into a truck and sent it off on a one-way journey to somewhere else. But instead, I was forced to carry my stuff up and down and across and up and down for days, as were the people who helped me.
I don't even like most of my stuff, yet I ended up with boxes of it all over my new apartment. I finally understood that saying (was it George Carlin?) that when you own stuff, your stuff owns you.
And my stuff has been tormenting me because I own it. I'd rather somebody else owned it, then I wouldn't have to keep shoving it around my apartment, it would be someplace else, it would be somebody else's stuff.
A big "thanks, mate" to Tom Abate, one of the SF Chron's finest journalists, who showed up with his truck and disposed of the worst of my stuff in a San Leandro landfill. And also thanks to Chris Dichtel, Rick Gable, Matt, Mike Faden, and the teamsters (you can't move in this town without them, they were excellent.)
And...thanks to the anonymous Netgear open WiFi network I managed to pick up (my DSL doesn't get switched on until Saturday). San Francisco used to be full of open WiFi networks. Let's bring back that neighborly practice, I leave mine open all the time...
Hot laps at Infineon
I did take a break for a couple of days during the move to visit with one of our foundation sponsors, Infineon Technologies at its annual media and analyst day, a big event for the company.
It's a two day event in Sonoma county and it includes an invitation to play in and on, the Infineon Raceway, one of the premier motorsport venues in the US. I'll be posting separate reports on the media/analyst day -- "Real men really do have fabs" and "Hot laps with Mario Andretti."
Please resend or call
My apologies, but I am many days behind in my email. Please resend if it's time-sensitive and important, otherwise I'll gradually get to it. Or better yet, call me on my cell: 4 one 5 three three 6 seven 5 4 seven) Afternoons work best.
