Posted an internal blog, entitled, of course, "What state am I in?"

Many at Intel travel more than I do, but I think few have lived in more places than I have. That leads to a common problem... you're driving down the road, and you suddenly realize your burning question is "What state am I in?" There are places everywhere I've been that remind me of other places I've been, and occasionally it causes a little bit of dissociation. If I'm in blah, why does this look like I'm in bletch??

But then places are changing as well. Daughter # 3 in OR (at Intel actually, but that's another story) just informed me that they had 7K+ lightening strikes in the area the other day... the OR I know and have lived in numerous times rarely gets a lightening strike in my experience, let alone the type of storm she described. Meanwhile, here in IL, we've had the windows open more in July and August than we did in May, IIRC. Strange weather.

Driving through CA on vacation last June,I couldn't really connect what I was seeing (the drought) with what I recall of those areas from when I lived there 30+ years ago. Yes, I was used to the Bay Area's hills turning brown... in August. Hard to correlate with the last spring I lived there... the blue of the clear sky over the white of the snow covering on the East Bay hills over the green of the grass on the hillsides above the blue of the Bay itself. Now... just brown.

Well, I must return to my native state of Flatland for a while. Just time to kick off this blog internally and externally.