Life. Like Cheese Only Not as Much Lactose.

(Well, maybe more.)

An update from the West Coast.

Life's going well. I find that the days fly by; I went home for Memorial Day weekend, well, the week before that too, and I then realized it had been five months since seeing the family. Such is life, right? At least we have the power of the internet and phones to keep us all in touch (Thanks Cisco!). Other than that, in Michigan, I drank lots of tequila, hung out with friends and family, and made an ass of myself more than once; it was an absolute blast.

My race in Austin, TX, went well in that we didn't crash too badly on the tandem bike ( http://www.brightroom.com/view_user_event.asp?EVENTID=36757&BIB=138&S=230&PWD= and http://www.brightroom.com/view_user_event.asp?EVENTID=36757&BIB=146 ).

With everyone (except some key individuals) being in Chicago next year, I hope to that the next Muddy Buddy trip ends up being there. In that case, you'll all have to 1. Participate 2. Drink heavily all weekend and 3. Ride a scooter. Number three is optional.

I'm looking to move to San Francisco, where the girls don't have a ratio to guys at a fraction roughly 1 to 23. It'd add two hours to my commute, sadly, and I am rather enjoying living by myself at times. Other times not. In the end, I will follow my heart and loins, and go where the excitement is. So look for adventures from there in the next six to seven months. Yeah, I'm a planner.

Ends up I like vodka sodas. Try them.

I was in Ann Arbor twice this month and saw Liz. She's doing very well, kicking some ass and more that you'd expect. Perhaps she'll update on here? Ahem. Ahem.

I'm more-than-words-can-describe excited for a vacation this July up on the Pacific Northwest. An entire week off from work. It's 2.5 more days off in a row than I've ever had. I'm a rebel, really.

For those keeping track, the Ross School of Business looks pretty crappy right now in its remodeling phase.

Take care, friends. I miss each and every one of you.