It's been seven months now since I said "no more" to the daily grind in one of our much respected software companies. The plan was to think up some other way of keeping myself in good spirits and the wolf at the door. I'm keeping the plan - it's a good one.
Meantime much has happened. There was a small correction in the bull run of the political right in May. The D-Street bull run also corrected in sympathy driving the poor into the street on prime time television. My son said 'biddle' - his first word in a year. I considered and rejected a career proposal - leaving it to better people to do. The Bushman won. Homeland Security threat alerts ceased - period. The new year began with lot of sorrow in Asia.
And on a mild winter day in Bangalore I joined the bloggers. Let's see how it goes...
Meantime much has happened. There was a small correction in the bull run of the political right in May. The D-Street bull run also corrected in sympathy driving the poor into the street on prime time television. My son said 'biddle' - his first word in a year. I considered and rejected a career proposal - leaving it to better people to do. The Bushman won. Homeland Security threat alerts ceased - period. The new year began with lot of sorrow in Asia.
And on a mild winter day in Bangalore I joined the bloggers. Let's see how it goes...
