Last thursday night at around 9 pm I was flying over Dallas, about to land and then grab another flight into SFO and I started thinking about Barry. Barry lives here - and its been a really long time since I read his stuff or saw his photos. I sure do miss his photos. The I started thinking about all the other OS peeps - the ones I read religiously when we were in beta last year and I decided I have to get back into it.

For some reason I haven't been able to read much lately. Much for me means I still read the paper every day, and go through the New Yorker &  Salon. But I haven't been diving deep into my RSS reader, and I haven't really been reading OS.

I have been in a mood. I can't explain it, but its as if there's too much in my brain and not one more thing can fit. I'm not feeling bad - I'm not feeling much of anything. I'm going to work. I still get the job done, still critique everyone's designs and give direction and coach and do all that stuff that makes them laugh and motivated. But I am not really motivated.

Last week I was in NY, to speak at a conference, and (yes I saw my Mom) I spent a day with my best friend Marcy. We shopped and talked. We went to lunch, got drunk on margaritas and flirted with the beautiful waiter who looked like the actor from Twilight. It was fab and it did my heart good. It made me think about friendship and how I  feed off that energy. I used to feed off of the energy here at OS - it made me want to participate, to write and shoot photos and feel creative. It made me want to sympathize or give an opinion or play devil's advocate. It was good and I want to get back to it.