Friday, January 13, 2012
I am so sad. On my way up Mt. Rubidoux, I always look for this sign. It was in a backyard adjacent to the trail and I loved it.
Maybe they are moving? Maybe the economy got the best of them. Maybe they got sick of it. Either way, I miss this sign.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
They all told me:
"Kara, leave it. Come back tomorrow with a fresh pair of eyes."
I listened, reluctantly as usual. This morning, a Saturday no less, I came back in the office, disabled the alarm, sat down in a silent space and fixed it in about 4 and a half minutes.