51 Posts...not counting this one
51 posts to make this fence that I surround myself in. I'm building a ranch that I can see the reflection of myself in . I want to look around at everything and see my confidence, however fabricated it is. I can fool myself that I know what I'm talking about sometimes. But there are also times that I am surprised by what comes out of my mouth. But I'll keep building my fence with these posts anyway. I synched my iPod's Podcasts with my new iMac and wiped-out all my loaded Podcasts on my iPod...no news and general info for this trip. I was left listening to the same 6740 songs I always have had, but then realized I was shuffling my albums, not my songs. Fixed that. I was between a fidgety, touchy old man who talked to himself and a young Asian lawyer, who told me where to go shopping in Los Gatos. At least we all weren't over-weight. This hotel doesn't have weights for working out, so no restarting the weight regimen this week. And Christian gets braces on his te...