Where am I? What time is it? Wait, what day is it?? And where's my elf? I did watch the Harry Potter movie on the airplane. But I'm confused. Why is it "our" elf? Clean up after your own elf. Sure it's your elf when it is being good, but ours when it's being bad. That was a sign in the bathroom. Think, think....get it?
I would like to thank Costco for supplying me with socks and underwear. Of course when I picked up my laundry all of the missing socks and underwear had miraculously returned so now I have a plethora of undies. Oh well. Of course I was up at 1 am. Funny, you just get used to another time zone and back you come to GMT plus 4.5. It's GMT plus 4 in Dubai. So you plus 0.5 here. Arghhhhhhh, my head.
Dennis leaves tomorrow for the AAPA convention in Las Vegas. I have made him an honorary Stanford student so he can be my rep at the alumni reception. An alumnus among us. At least it'll be hot there. Should be 99 here today. A little different than the 60 in San Francisco.
Had a great swim on the 14th floor of the hotel with a view of the creek and all of the Dhows. Went for a walk along the creek. You can take a dinner cruise there. Guess it's a dinner dhow. I want dinner right dhow. Yum, good dhow chow. Always stay in the here and dhow. Ok, I'll stop.
New MACs have a thing called "Facetime" on them. Sort of Skype for MACs. Worked great in the living room. Like my childhood walkie talkies. Not so much out here. Probably operator error. We will not mention the operator. "Hello operator, can you connect me to a short cute technically challenged woman in San Francisco."
That's all for dhow.
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