Like taking cover in the rain, is my saturday at work. This place is bright as hell, quiet and alone. Outside the flags blow in a bad direction, the traffic passes by - everyone with their window up.

In the parking lot sits the bike, my heavy riding gear sitting in the corner. Seemed to take a lot ouf of me to put it on this morning for a 15 minute ride, only to take it off and reveal a second uniform. Funny, how that top uniform represents something so different than the uniform underneath....

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What a great picture.

A while ago I posted up this video. This video was just spellbinding - especially for those of us that ride on two wheels.

I can tell you all that riding a motorcycle is something that just has to be "felt". When I decided to give it a try, I was met with all sorts of resistance, from concerned family and friends (My mom actually cried to me.. and STILL DOES). I was told by several people (Thanks Clayton) that I would be dead in months.

I want to thank...

I'm posting this primarily to beat those punks at the New York Times, before they make another HUGE thing out of a simple question I asked:

At a recent symposium of portable electronics, a few new services were brought to my attention that are actually kinda cool. Things like Grandcentral.com, Some VOIP cellphones, other things like the damn iPhone, et al.

At the end of the talk, I asked a question: "With all of these services you've shown us, voicemail controls...