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There’s been a lot of work coming out of the Factory™ in the last few weeks, which means a lot of late nights. Last night, I was on my way home from work when I was pulled over for a broken headlight. The officer looked at me and thought I was on drugs.

I looked like this, it was 11.30 and I told him I was just leaving work, apparently taking an odd route back to where I lived. I’m sure it all looked very suspect. He didn’t believe me at first that I was just really tired, but let me go with a warning after checking my eyes more closely.

I wonder if this is somewhat common among people in the industry.

Have I mentioned that I love Microsoft recently?

Happy Leap Year Day!

After plunging myself into some serious debt, I’ve now been able to pay off one of my 3 maxed out credit cards. I’m not too far away from paying off the others. There’s still the student loans, though.

I noticed two things today that I haven’t experienced in a while:

One ) it’s cold as balls.  I’ve been in cold weather, but not this cold, and not in November.

B ) While I was walking out to my car, late at night, freezing cold, all alone, I looked up and saw Orion, and I couldn’t stop myself from verbally expressing amazment. I’ve seen stars before. In fact, the only college classes I did well in were Advertising and Astronomy.

It’s amazing when you find something that can amaze you. And that’s pretty amazing that amazing things can amaze you.

From United Press International:

Marijuana can make depression better/worse

Pensacola never, eva, saw snow. Maybe once, before Al Gore invented global warming and the internet. Seattle saw snow, but it never stayed very long. Dallas snowed once a year. ATL didn’t snow, while I was there.

It’s mid-October, and it’s snowing. (It was when I thought about writing this post.) I’m already in my winter gear, by dirty south standards. Looks like it’s going to be a fun autumn.

My sister receiving her white coat at a ceremony at UT Medical in Galveston.

Portfolio Center has managed to tune my internal clock. When I stay out late drinking, or if I have one of my insomnia spells, I still won’t sleep past 10a, and I’m one of those people that used to sleep ’til about 2p.