In between studying

That's what friends are for
Ebony and Ivory


And dancing to accompany them.

One more image

Buckets of Rain, Buckets of Rain

Here is Dylan's song to go along with the post:

Vic Chestnutt covering it..slowly


It just started pouring here. Cool air after a humid and hot run. Now, time to study for an economics final. I am definitely feeling the summer fever... ready to have a break, if only for a week before an internship in San Francisco. The rain is wonderful, though, and I just hope Andy and the boys arrive safely home soon.

Snapshot of Work...

As a Peacock

Check out my school:
Presidio Graduate School

Mistaken Identity

While booking a summer trip for Andy and the boys this morning, I logged into my Expedia account, found the deal I was looking for, entered a series of numbers, birthdates, etc... confirmed and clicked to buy. Only after that click did I realize that the Benjamin I booked was not the little blonde-haired, glasses-wearing 2nd grader, but rather another glasses-wearing Benjamin who drinks and smokes and lives in Brooklyn. Ben Jackson, my ex.





My heart dropped as I realized that they sent that ticket information to Andy. I quickly dialed up Expedia and explained that only 5 minutes earlier I wasn't in this pickle and I had the wrong name because of those stupid pull-down menus and could they delete that name from my pull down menu because I don't plan on traveling with that Benjamin any time soon... and, and, and. The lady said, no, they couldn't transfer the ticket. Shit.

They could, though, cancel that ticket and refund Andy's credit card number. (Hopefully they can work that out! I don't think he'd want to buy a ticket for Ben Jackson.) But then she went into a long explanation about how they couldn't book the minor, Ben McKenzie, without an adult, blah blah. I said fine. I would obviously buy his ticket with my ticket. I will make sure the right Ben is sitting next to me.

Let sleeping dogs lie?

We don't know what Ben was thinking about when he wrote this note, but I like it:

The dogs have been waking us up every morning at about 4:30am. So Andy and I wake them up when they are sleeping.

Cleaning House

Warm and raining. A little chillier downstairs and it reminds me of those Table Rock mornings in the Lodge. The light is soft in the house and I am reading about excludable goods and "shadow price," which reminds me of some superhero... okay, a dweeby operations management superhero.

In a bit of organization (or, procrastination), I found that my mac email saves every attachment and email in my finder window. I did not know it was there and so went through to delete photos, logos, and old forum posts that I do not need anymore, and reminisce about good times through other ones. Oh, and I also accidentally opened every single email left in my inbox all at once... you know when you win at solitaire on the computer and all of the cards tile across the screen? Imagine email images dancing in front of you.


Here are some photos from the archives:

Actually, this was just from a couple months ago in SF... Ocean Beach.
From a TAASC trip years ago

Cedar Rock from CR basecamp.



Ben, this past Spring Break, reading Criminal Law in the SF Federal Building library.

Nona, my little friend who is now three.

Andy-- running in Marin last August
This was just a week ago! Downhill on my bike while on a Parkway ride with Andy.