Good Article

I´m just giving a heads up for a David Sedaris essay in the New Yorker this week. Check it out online. It has several references to being a crossword snerd that I identify with. Also with getting asked to switch seats on a plane with a married woman´s husband even though you don´t want to and the alternate seat is inferior. This happened on the way back from Puerto Rico, so there´s that.

Standstill. Going to Mucia Monday to visit the family in their summer home and I´m friggin excited. I love them so much. Also, I´m edging closer to putting a close on the Anglobitch job, but still very indecisive. We´ll see what happens. They haven´t talked to me, and I´m pretty much done with them, but I need to contact them and schedule a flight home. I´m afraid that if I talk to them I´ll cave under the promise of endless fun in the sun on one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. But now I´m thinking drunken times with friends is a little better, plus if I don´t like them, my mind can make a hell out of heaven. We´ll see.