Brandon & I just hung out. It was quite the spontaneous meet-up. He was at The Roasterie – I just happened to be going there for some Saturday morning coffee. We probably had our minds on one thing, since we drink the office espresso Monday through Friday. The caffeine addiction has us going somewhere for a fix of good jo.

We just talked code and other general nerdiness. But we did connect, talking about our team structure and for the most part it was just good conversation. Except for one thing. I now feel like I need a MacBook Pro. Yuck. Someone save me from the large expenditure which that will entail.

Every time it rains, I love it. And every time it rains, I remember that scene in Goonies when they’re all in the attic going through all the junk and they find the treasure map and somebody tells the story of One-Eyed Willie and pirates and this place across town through the woods.

And as the rain comes down and pelts on the roof just outside my window, I’m in that moment. I’m living that moment. And I connect with that one kid with the inhaler because he has asthma and I have asthma and he can’t wait for an adventure and I can’t wait for one either.

Every time it rains, I wish I was a 14-year-old kid looking for treasure clues in an attic with Cindy Lauper songs dancing in my head.

I’m moving to NYC.

For a week. Some people call it vacation. I call it Fourth of July fun. I get to see the Fourth celebrations & fanfares, George Steinbrenner and the Yankees and Les Miserables on Broadway (hopefully in English, because I don’t speak a lick of French).

Cheers, friends!