69/365. improbably, my disembodied hands still hang in the cafe at organic valley hq.

69/365. improbably, my disembodied hands still hang in the cafe at organic valley hq.

it till amuses me that around 6 years ago I took a photo of me stealing peas from theresa marquez’s organic valley employee garden plot ( she was then the ov chief marketing officer ) and somehow it ended up on the wall of our employee cafe ( seen here on the left ). And even more improbably it survived the hq fire from a few years ago, and was put back up after the rehab and redesign of the cafe after the fire.

63/365. ugh. my sinuses are getting throttled.

63/365. ugh. my sinuses are getting throttled.

getting a brief reprieve from bitter midwest temps while attending a convention in southern california is a welcome change. but holy cow something has been throttling my sinuses since I arrived and sure enough alder and cedar/juniper pollen levels have cranked the pollen index to nearly the max. typically, I might take less drastic measures, but I’m going straight for military grade relief ( that’s the claritin -d you can only get behind the counter after showing ID and being checked into a database to track if you’re buying enough to make meth ) to head this off at the pass ( to mix a metaphor, badly ). I can get sinus infection/bronchitis at the drop of a hat. One of each and a stiff cup of coffee and I’m READY TO GO!

{ intertwingled since 2000 }