Trapped in Time

GPOYW: Pocket Rocket Edition

Parrot Puppy!

Floyd loves to curl up around my neck and head.  While Forbin is a fan of the pocket, Floyd prefers to be close to your face. This afternoon he discovered that if he scaled my chest he could reach the top of the couch cushions. He plopped down up above, but then decided to come back down and curl up on my shoulder, where he slept for a half hour (until I needed to get up).

On another note, excuse my rather unprofessional look here. Contrary to the appearance that I just woke up, I have actually been awake since 8:30 this morning and am gainfully employed (by myself). This is what you look like when you can comfortably work from your living room couch.

Gratuitous Picture of Yourself Cheesing Before Phish Covers Exile on Main St. on Halloween in the SoCal Desert!

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GPOYW: You checking out me, checking out him, checking out our new white board that we still haven’t mounted on the wall

GPOYW: Other Great U.S. Cities Edition

GPOYW: Building A Website On The Back Deck Edition

GPOYW: Bonnaroo Edition

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Happy Little 5 from 417 E Kirkwood

Oh yeah, it’s so beautiful in Chicago today!  Forbin and I went for a quick walk to the beach muddy pooping area behind the apartment and decided to stop under the palm trees rain-free awning.  Life is soooooo good that it has stolen part of my face!

GPOYW: Stuffing my face edition

The past couple days have been pretty sweet.  Eugene and I got the Maven team together for a marketing meeting yesterday, and really had some genuine breakthroughs on the direction of our company and a new marketing campaign we’re working on.  We also had our first quarterly Butter Room conference call with the whole gang, and tonight I sent out a proposal that might lead to us working jointly on a project with Todd and Graham of Business Bullpen.  Oh yeah, and the Cubs won their first series of the year tonight. Many more to come, hopefully.

GPOYW: I Can Roar Louder Than You Can Edition

Sunday Snooze

GPOYW: Nose Bitten Edition

I was going through some old photos tonight, and found this one of when Forbin was a little pup, chewing on my nose.  He must have been only 6 months old at the time.

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pimpson!