Note: this post should have gone out last week, but it got stuck in drafts. We are on the plane home. Occi is asleep, so is Ky. It’s been a busy holiday. I’m glad we came. London, despite its many faults, is a second home to me. Every time I touch down, it feels comfortable….

Something cool happened yesterday, some of my shares at Innovera vested. It’s worth $0 at the moment, and possibly might stay that way for a while, but most people’s work anniversaries come and go without much fanfare. Not this time.

It’s never fun, but it doesn’t last forever. Occi decided that 3am was time to party, which was fine, but here’s hoping we make it to past 6 tomorrow morning.

I have always been a little underwhelmed by Italian food. When I was 19, I spent a week here, and all I wanted was a big tasty pasta. I never got it. On this trip, there has been a lot of very good food, including risotto, pizza, and Jim’s sensational chicken cacciatore. But I still…

Last night I wrote about our Pizza Party (although I fear the dodgy wifi prevented it from posting). If you missed it, you can read all about it HERE. Today is the day of Charles’ wedding, a very old school friend of mine. He was one of just three people I went to school more…

They have a poor reputation, largely due to memories of out of touch executives trying to motivate the troops with a few slices of lukewarm dough. However, for a chance to get together the day before a wedding, it’s a great and easy mixer. Especially in Italy.