We're in the middle of packing for our trip to Hawaii. We had a whirlwind weekend: my mother visited, we had a Bat Mitzvah, Julie had a Jazz performance, and we dropped off Ziggy at his boarding after he dug a hole in our carpet last night while we were away at the affair. I'll hopefully write more about my exciting weekend on the plane. For now, enjoy today's horrible.

This was one of those work realizations: I can only make a difference when I want to make a difference. It's not very profound, but it has helped me be more aggressive in presenting ideas and trying to change directions and policies where they don't make sense--and there are plenty of opportunities for this where I work.