Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'
I'm soon to be a traveling man. Again.
Sunday I fly to the Bay Area. Monday I drive to Oakhurst for a business meeting. After that I'm bound for San Jose for the Game Developers Conference.
At night, maybe I'll work on my novel. 
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Posted 3/14/2006 11:22:00 PM
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On 3/15/2006 12:46 AM, 
Melissa said...
On 3/15/2006 3:00 AM, Tammy said...
On 3/15/2006 8:09 AM, dkgoodman said...
On 3/16/2006 5:14 PM, Terri said...
On 3/16/2006 5:34 PM, Terri said...
On 3/16/2006 6:55 PM, Candace said...
On 3/16/2006 11:44 PM, dkgoodman said...
On 3/18/2006 10:12 AM, Mary said...
8 Comments:
Don't forget to keep up with your blog while you're away. :)
I almost went to that conference in San Jose with a friend, but had to cancel cause of getting my house this Friday. Oh well, woulda been neat to get to meet you finally!
Blog? What's that? :)
I will try to blog while I'm away, but no promises.
House, shmouse. You should go to the GDC, Tammy! :) I went to a meetup in Boston several years ago (at the Horseshoe), but sadly you couldn't make it.
Hey Dave!! As always, you rock! I love coming here especially when I haven't had time for a week or two and I sort of forget why I came here in the first place (actually I have no idea why, when or how I got here in the first place!) there's always something good to see or read or learn here. Hope you come back from your trip with some good stuff. My brother worked in the gaming industry for a while. Some HUGE company that started with a "V"...Vivendi? Something like that. Anyway he didn't program. He was a suit. Did something working with developers and kids on what kewl games to come up with next, how to sell them and to whom. He quit about 6 months ago and is now writing screenplays. Hopefully one day I'll be able to say he's writing screenplays for a living! (And hopefully I'll be able to say that before the $$ runs out!)
One of my favorite books is by Thomas Perry (he wrote The Butcher's Boy and many other great books) called "Island." It reads like a Thin Man movie but contemperary (well, for when it was written which was 1987)....husband and wife con team, running from the mob, includes a soldier of fortune, a CIA operative, and a defector with a split-fingered fastball...they find an unknown atoll (it was underwater at high tide) and use the garbage (I think at the time NY didn't know what to do with all their garbage so they put the garbage on barges that were floating around the ocean - I'm probably the only one here old enough to remember that) but the con "team" got hold of the garbage and poured the garbage over the atoll. Then poured cement and dirt on it and eventually "built" an island that I believe eventually becomes a country. Even had their own baseball team. It was the first mystery I ever read and after I was hooked on mysteries for a long time afterwards! It's out of print now but I just loved that book. I love the Florida genre, Dave Barry, Harry(?)Crews, Carl Hiaasen, Elmore Leonard all great stuff! There was a book by Hiaasen or Leonard I loved but can't remember the title. All I remember is a character having his arm bit off by an alligator I think and he then attached a weedwacker to his "stump" as a replacement arm...I'd love to remember which book that was and reread it. Gawd, how I do go on....sorry...
Will Connie have wheels while you're away?
Sure wish that we were heading up your way, but we're immersed in painting the house.
Rusty's jazzed, because I did --- finally --- decide on a color. In the process, I discovered that swatches are very deceiving. Each paint sample that I tested looked completely different when viewed outside in both sunlight and shadow.
Thanks, Terri! I'll check out that author. (I think the guy with the weedwhacker arm was the crazed governor in the Hiaasen novels.) And I think the company is Vivendi. Who I hate. Glad your brother is no longer there. ;)
You're immersed in paint, Candace? Kinky! ;) Yes, Connie will have wheels. Although it's still snowing here, so I don't know that she'll actually use them.
I grew up thinking of snow as little flakes, like dandruff or corn flakes. And sometimes that's what we get. But sometimes, like today, we get these huge flakes the size of quarters that float out of the sky like feathers from a busted pillow. And it's so quiet!
Ah, I love Oakhurst!
Except for last year's visit when we had to take Connor to the emergency clinic there to have his split-open head closed shut with 5 staples. That was not fun.
Safe traveling, Dave. :)
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