• A final road trip

    UPDATE 06-10-11: I just heard this song and realized it captures perfectly what this weekend meant to me. Go call your family, hug your kids. Time is precious. Don’t waste it. ———————- I have spent the last couple of weeks getting ready for what I dubbed “Ashes to Ashes: A Memorial.” It started out as…

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  • Another year, another El Prieto Handicap

    Last Saturday (May 21) was the 18th annual El Prieto Handicap, Chuck’s little race that he’s been putting on for, you guessed it, 18 years (here’s the story behind the race). But this was the third year (the first time was 2009 – I can’t believe it’s been that long!) that we asked folks to…

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  • A fun weekend in which we run the Bay to Breakers fully clothed and make a big decision

    This past Sunday was the Bay to Breakers (B2B for short), which for those of you who don’t live in California and/or live in a cave, is a 12K road race held annually in San Francisco. The name comes from the course which starts near the Embarcadero (the Bay), runs through Golden Gate Park and…

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  • Junk email of the week

    Received this morning: Dear webmail User, We are undertaking some maintenance to verifying our subscribers email account but you need extensive maintenance to improve your webmail Service and this is what we want to do for your account. We are deleting all unused E-mail account, to confirm that your account is currently in use and…

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  • Catching up & catching my breath

    It’s been an action-packed month for Chuck and me, and I feel like we haven’t had a chance to just chill in weeks (probably because we haven’t). Work has kept us super busy – converting a big website to Drupal is no casual undertaking – and it’s also grant time when the annual gathering of…

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  • A final farewell, with much love

    My aunt died this morning. She was 85. She was also the baby of her family and the last surviving sibling of my mother. It’s funny to talk about the baby of a family being 85. We called her Auntie A (her older sister was Auntie B), a tradition started by my oldest sister Mary…

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