I’m must still be on east coast time. No matter how late or early I go to bed, I can’t seem to stay asleep past 3:00AM here. Which is convenient since when I am on the road, I spend most of my free time responding to emails and voicemails.
I had hoped to get into the office early here this morning to catch up on a few of those emails, but the office is locked. Locked — at 7:00AM! Go figure. Anyway, here I sit at a concrete picnic table in the middle of the courtyard surrounded by 8 to 10 pigeons. One, who looks a lot like Adolph in The Producers, is now on the table about 6 inches from my laptop. I’m not sure what he wants. All I have is a cup of coffee next to me. Maybe Adolph likes Starbucks.
