Can I tell you something?  I’m not sure how I feel about this whole uniform thing.

I’ve had more than my share of oddball jobs in my life—raspberry picker, front-desk jockey, proofreader—but aside from a little blue square nametag during my tenure at The Gap in college (“Would you like soc

here’s a story to get us started.

this time last year,  i was the senior lead of an interior design studio at a small architecture firm here in seattle.  i had joined almost two years prior, at the height of the boom times, to help them grow a business.  and grow

Okay, so I fell into a bit of a black hole.  Apologies there.  First I thought I would let all of the first week’s experiences sort of marinate (witty food humor there) and then I would write something pithy (ha, more humor), beyond “First we did this, then we did that.â€Â 

So I said that I would be better.  I am not a notorious breaker of promises—at least I think I’m not—but it’s been a longer lapse again than I would like.  It’s hard to believe we’re already through two of our five stations for the first quarter, but the good news