• Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    Turn out the Lights, the Party’s over

    “My sales people sell nothing.” “The bank is our customer.” In one day, I had a phone meeting with one title executive and a face to face with another (both in the Mountain Time zone). I had worked hard to score these meetings and they represented an opportunity to do business with some very big people in our industry. One said the first thing the other said the second. It was as if I had just arrived to the party, but my hosts’ insight told me the party was already over. No goody bag, no party your ass off ’till the sun comes up, the party was over. I saw…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    But where I live the game to play is compromise solution

    This morning I have a little announcement.  I have a couple of little announcements, but just one is occurring this morning. Y’all know I like when there are comments and when PBE is collaborative.  Over the last couple of years, one commenter has consistently caught my eye.  I look as his comments and think “Dammit, why didn’t I think of that?”  Example: Different kind of stuck on stupid for you. This morning the Wall Street Journal has published the top 25 earning CEO’s of the last decade. Larry Ellison tops the list and Steve Job is #4. The dark lord of the evil empire comes in at #16. He’s featured…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    But that train keeps a rollin’ on down to San Antone..

    Many of you may recall that speeding ticket I got on Ygnacio Valley Road.  You know, the one where the cop came into court and railroaded me.  And lied.  Because no 2001 525i BMW can go from 0-64 in 300 yards.  Not possible.  Well, I didn’t necessarily remember the part where I was supposed to pay the ticket.  Last Wednesday I spent three hours of my life that I will never get back standing in line, getting chased around and appearing before the judge again.  He’s kind of a nudge.  He gave me 38 hours of community service and then until August 19th the finish it.  Mathematically that’s pretty challenging…

  • Dogs,  Rant,  Stuck on Stupid

    The weight of unravelling where we went wrong

    I have a nomination for the stupidest guy on the planet.  And I don’t think there are very many people who would dispute this.  Guys like this guy make life difficult for the rest of us.  This guy shouldn’t even be allowed around sharp objects he’s such a jackass.  Steven Hayashi.  Yep.  Steven Hayashi.  He’s the stupid ass that owned the five pit bulls that killed his two year old grandson.  I got a feeling Thanksgiving is going to be a little tense at the Hayashi house in the future.  For the second time in two weeks a ghetto bird circled over my house.  That’s how close these dipshits live…

  • Rant

    They have the authority to kill a minority

    * WARNING: Today’s post contains more offensive language than usual.  Because I find these people repulsive. Yesterday Ygnacio Valley Road was closed for several hours right in the heart of the commute.  It was closed so a bunch of stupid white people could spew their racist hate in the guise of “Supporting Johannes Mehserle”.  I call bullshit.  To me it’s just as stupid as the “Free Mumia” crowd.  Mehserle was convicted of a crime.  Now he gets to do his time.  Mumia Abu-Jamal, born Wesley Cook, killed a cop.  There’s no freeing him.  He did the crime, now he gets to do his time.  Personally, I don’t want criminals “freed”. …

  • Beauregard the Doberman,  Bubba the Blue Doberman,  Dogs,  I Like Ike,  Rita the Doberman

    You want your job you better free that brown eyed man

    I have always sang songs to my animals.  If you’ve heard my singing voice you’ll know why they are the only ones who will live with me.  It started with the cats.  I had two great cats.  Broderick Catford and Rayette DiPesto.  Rayette DiPesto was the Karen Black character in Five Easy Pieces.  I lived on Broderick Street and thought if he ever got out I wanted to be able to stand on my porch and yell the name of my street over and over again and have the cat come home.  Neither ever got out. And of course the song I sang to them was: Then came Xica da…

  • Wine of the Day

    Don’t know what I want but I know how to get it

    The thing about Pleasant Hill Wine Merchants is that they get stuff you can’t find just any where.  And sometimes they bring in a winemaker or an owner.  Occasionally the guy isn’t very interesting but most of the time you get the likes of Michael Keenan, Pam Starr and Billy Grant.  Who?  He’s one of the partners at Four Vines.  Christian Tietje is the winemaker and founder with Susan Mahler.  Basically three of them make this wine.  And they are all outlaws.  And you know I love an Outlaw. Nice video that tells there story better than I could.  And these guys make great wine.  I could hang out with…

  • I Like Ike

    May you always be courageous

    Now that’s how you make a political ad.  No sniping, no crap, just a great little jingle.  And an elephant. We all like Ike.  He’s wormed his way into everyone’s heart.  He speaks for his dinner, he sits pretty and he flops his big head on my lap.  What’s not to like? I’ve been working trying to get some help for Ike.  I originally thought he’d be here two weeks and then I’d send him to the Rainbow Bridge.  Well, Ike didn’t get that memo.  It’s two weeks today.  Last week a gentle reader graciously stepped in and offered Ike her kitty’s left over prednisone.  That’s made a big difference…

  • Wine of the Day

    May your heart always be joyful

    It’s been a little while since I talked about wine.  It just takes a little more time to talk about wine.  I have to refer back to scraps of paper, sticky notes on the iPhone and handouts from the winery.  All are barely legible so it’s always an adventure.  Not now though, I’ve got a new toy.  Corkbin.  This is an idiot proof (almost) application that allows me to take a picture of the wine label and then type in a few notes on the wine.  It’s darned near fool proof.  And I mean Fool proof.  The only real opportunity for screw up is if you can’t get a clear…

  • Rant

    Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?

    From one of my favorite sites “God hates protesters” [youtube qwyZ0ji1GRU] Nuthin’ but quality here. Speaking of protesters, there’s a little thing going on here in the Bay Area.  The Brother calls them the Rent-a-Mob.  That’s a good term for them. Officials said the main instigators appeared to be organized “anarchist” agitators wearing black clothing and hoods. Many of the most aggressive demonstrators smashing the windows of banks and shops were white. Read more: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/07/08/BAFL1EBKII.DTL&tsp=1#ixzz0tBqucYHS They didn’t give a shit about Oscar Grant.  They don’t care about Israel or Hezzbolah or any other protest that they show up to.  They’re anarchists, scratch that, assholes.  They are just a bunch of…