Not now chief, I’m in the zone. Hand over mouth, always.
Zeroed my inbox ahhh; all Saturday was a chunk of technical work I’d been avoiding; and my home is now fall-cleaned.
Blog re-build work, Autonet work’s all caught up, other job I’m testing for is good, and lots of productive daydreaming this weekend, needed it.
It started out as a reticent-phase many months ago, but it’s kept going so long, it’s no longer a phase. I just don’t see the point of talking.
I have a dream: instead of speaking, I can send a link to something I’ve blogged that answers whatever the question is. Getting there. I should Tweet more though, random observations like I used to.
Anyway la la la, here’s what it looks like when I daydream.
Doesn’t it seem like I’m looking at you, paying attention?
I have that down.
Haven’t showed you my desk in a while.
This Wednesday I’m off to California with VW, to test the new Jetta. Back on Friday, and this week’s column is about sobriety checkpoints.
TTYT
