Old Stomping Grounds

It certainly feels odd to be here in my old stomping grounds -- I decided to have a little lunch at Tuscany Cafe. It's true that the more things change, the more they stay the same. But I'm beginning to think that actually you can go home again -- if you're willing to accept that it's not the same place you left. Not better, not worse, just... not.

I'm getting ready to go off to my first rehearsal for The Underpants, and I'm finally getting excited about being here, and being back to working.

Funny that I don't think of the six months I spent at Time Warner as working, but as more like treading water. The nice part is that I met some really great folks, made a couple of new friends, and got to do some interesting work. But it wasn't my work. It wasn't really work.

I guess now I understand the difference between a career and a job.

Funny that it only took 40 years to figure that out, huh?