I’m embroiled in a some annoying work stuff that’s taking up all my time. I feel officially middle-aged now — I have a job I’m beginning to hate that I can’t afford to quit. Blogging will continue to be quiet as next week I’ll be in San Jose for meetings — the good news is that I’m going out to dinner with The Fabulous Pim one night, and on another night I’m having dinner with my beloved 75-year old aunt who is a nun, a practicing psychotherapist, and the best golfer in her age bracket in the state (you should…