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About this blog: I was a "corporate brat" growing up and lived in different parts of the country, ending in Houston, Texas for high school. After attending college at UC Davis, and getting an MBA at Harvard, I embarked on a marketing career, mai...
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About this blog: I was a "corporate brat" growing up and lived in different parts of the country, ending in Houston, Texas for high school. After attending college at UC Davis, and getting an MBA at Harvard, I embarked on a marketing career, mainly in the Bay Area with different companies. My former wife went back to medical school after we had been married a few years, and we moved into married student housing at Stanford, had our two now adult children while she was a medical student, and moved into Palo Alto when she started her Residency. Been here ever since. As my kids were going through the Palo Alto schools, I was actively involved in their activities, most notably head umpire for Palo Alto Little League and 9 years as a member of the Parks and Recreation Commission, among other activities. My kids both are grown, my son teaches 5th grade locally, and my daughter, fluent in Mandarin, is working in China. I sold the business I owned and ran for 8 years in 2012, worked on the Obama campaign, and am consulting for non-profit organizations, which gives me a nice, flexible schedule. Lots of stamps in my passport, and for fun, I like live performances &emdash; theater and music - and of course the Giants!
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Snake!
Uploaded: Sep 24, 2010
I walked out of my office late Thursday morning to go to the copying machine and duplicate some paperwork. Lying (or is it laying?) in my path was a juvenile Garter snake making its way along the carpet.
We are in a pretty typical industrial park, lots more concrete and steel than meadows and flora. I am baffled how this serpent managed to crawl across the asphalt parking areas, let alone gain entry to a building where all the doors were closed, but there it was.
On my second attempt, I was able to grab it at its tail end, march it outside and release it. The snake clearly was scared shitless, given what I had to do in the bathroom sink to cleanse my hands after letting it go.
A bucolic moment in a very commercial setting.
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