10:28 PM PST — In cheerier news, I now have touch up paint for my car. Hold your applause.

10:12 PM PST — Kind of what's become an ordinary week. Waiting for the other economic shoe to drop. How adult. It's going to be a long four years.

10:13 PM PST — Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous weekend here in Northern California. We celebrated with long lunches and friends. Several times.

Best part was watching Adrienne's face as she realized that the Saab convertible wearing the big pink bow was her birthday present. Lynette wins the cool mom of the month award.

Even my stupid move of the moment (driving away from a station with gas cap hanging off the fuel flap) didn't dampen my spirits for too long.

11:31 AM PST — Yes, I work in advertising. Doesn't stop me from labeling certain ideas as stupid. Or really stupid.

11:29 PM PST — The weekend seemed busy. Though I have difficulty recalling exactly what happened.

Except for the movies that made their way across my set. Hated Pay It Forward and Before Night Falls. Liked (maybe loved) Requiem for a Dream.

2:05 PM PST — Back on the correct coast. I was fairly unplugged during the trip. Odd since the purpose was to evaluate a new intranet application package. (It sucked but I'm not surprised.)

I've been slow getting back into the swing of things for some reason. I wish I could say it's because I'm busy at the office but that would be a lie. Not that there's not plenty to do. I'm just not doing it.

Maybe I need more coffee.

11:53 PM PST — Apologies for being so scarce of late. Between Macworld, visitors from the north and a bizarre work week, I barely had time for sleep.

And I'm not going to be catching up for a few more days. I'm off to madcap Manhattan for a quick business-type meeting tomorrow.

Back here towards week's end.

11:01 PM PST — Extraordinary.

5:56 PM PST — I've seen and touched the titanium PowerBook. My want has changed to a need.

11:01 AM PST — Lust.

11:08 PM PST — Another one of those weekends where it comes and goes yet I have nothing to show for it. Oh there is the haircut, courtesy of Lance. And the two new but happily cheap shirt-like objects from Target. And several meals accompanied by giggles with friends. But, really, nothing I could manage to write about here.

11:08 PM PST — Two other recent obsessions. Peet's Earl Grey with Lavender and Ben & Jerry's Coconut Cream Pie low-fat ice cream. Double yum.

10:29 PM PST — I'd heard of Am I Hot Or Not before, of course but never visited until Shari practically dared me. Can't for the life of me imagine why anyone would submit themselves to such ridicule. Still I'm addicted. It's like rating the crowd at a large gay bar with your cattiest friends without dealing with the drunks.

11:21 PM PST — Wonder Boys was tonight's awards show lagniappe. I loved it. A rare movie that's better than the novel. Not that it was too shabby.

If anyone's keeping score, this entertainment gravy train I've blundered my way on also served up Nurse Betty (yawn) and The Contender (heavy handed but still works) over the weekend.

10:43 AM PST — The cold is still weaving mental cob webs around my brain.

I desperately wanted to stay in bed this morning but did the responsible thing instead. Nearly two hours later, I sit at my desk not having the energy to do much more than surf random sites.

It always touches me to find someone who manages new content day in, day out. Patrick, I am swooning.

1:13 PM PST — Quiet New Year, as you might have guessed from yesterday's entry. Rich has the urge to shop at Bloomingdales so we're off to Palo Alto. Looks like a beautiful day to be out and about.

December 2000