I can already feel the withdrawal symptoms making their way toward my consciousness. In two hours I pack off my computers … speak to the Inc. 500 25th anniversary gathering here in San Francisco at the Fairmont … and then head to New Zealand. And 3 weeks later (12 February) I surface again.
No computer.
No computer.
No %^&#$)@ computer!
Hooray!
Ye gads!
I’ve been wondering when I was last computer-free for this long. Surely in an earlier millennium. As I mentioned before, Susan will conduct an inspection that will put the TSA to shame. Only my camera—and her iPod—is/are allowed under the category labeled “electronics.” Even the ratio of non-fiction to fiction books will be assessed. No sport coat. No ties. (“But what if we go to dinner in a nice place?” “Tough.”) I am considering an audio Blogpost or two—assuming I don’t get caught—maybe while Sergeant Sargent (as in Susan Sargent, spouse) is in the shower.
Well, I will truly miss our communal gathering—hold the fort until I return. And a heartfelt thanks for making this a useful and exciting community!
(I had planned some pithy observation about business & management & life as we know it as sendoff Post. In the end … I had too damn much packing to do.)
Cheers …
(The photo is of the fabled San Francisco Ferry Building, once home base for the Port of San Francisco—it’s at the foot of Market Street.)