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If EL and I had made some babies, they would have probably look like that… mini-me! My mother drove up today from the coast to Henry-sit while I’m in D.C. the rest of the week. I’m not overly anxious about going, but it is a necessity of the new job. Well, it’s my same old job, just a new position. I’ve laterally transferred to a “Service Provider” focus… meaning: my accounts moving forward will be more AT&T stature and less Jimmy Joe Jim Bob’s Donut Shop stature (not that they were mom & pop before, but still… you seen one corporate enterprise, you’ve seen ‘em all). I am actually on the road much more than usual this month. I’ve taken the 10th off to spend with my brother on his birthday. I am supposed to do a week in Santa Clara for some tech assist at corporate and there is a weekend in the Texas hill country in there somewhere for photo ops and visiting my father. I love to travel if it’s for fun and relaxation. Travel for “da man” is not quite as fulfilling for me. I’ve been there and done that in another life. Not much else to report from me really… I tried to migrate my post processing to the new system, but CS1 hates Vista, so I was forced to upgrade prematurely (read: prior to native 64-bit support) to CS3. $700 later, I’m running CS3 on my Vista Ultimate system, but the only thing that takes the sting away is finally photo editing at 2560x1600 on the 30” Apple cinema LCD. I suppose, in light of recent investment, I should get off my ass and shoot more often. In other news, 300 came out on BluRay today and I have my copy. I’m a little disappointed at the graininess of it all, but I suppose you could blame it on “the look” of the movie rather than rushing the conversion. Eclair is going to get shaved again at her 7:00 aye emm beauty shop appointment. The summer heat and her winter hair just don’t jive. Earlier this evening, I’d made a mental note to swing back by the PC and blog about this, that, and the other thing. Now, a bottle of wine with mom, three beers, and several white russians later, I can’t recall what I wanted to tell you. Rest assured, many more things will slip through the cracks of my not-so-steel trap in the months to come, so I’m sure this particular set of novelties is par for course in average lost and found. I’ll be back from our nation’s capitol sometime Friday night. I’m not sure if I’ll have a chance in my travels to post, but you’ll be the first to know. Sweet dreams mes amis.