Your faithful blogger has been on a diet after July 4th fireworks on the buffet line. This self imposed austerity program is no fun, and I can sympathize with our DC leaders as they wrestle how to put government spending on a similar reduction program. It can make you moody and it’s hot, and when we had pizza at the office for lunch yesterday, I only had one piece. Such discipline; I am a good role model for Washington.
Now to the news: not much new: Braves win again, stock market goes up again, temperatures over 90 again. It is nice to see that Twitter, the handy micro-blogging site that’s described as “a small business… with limited ad volume and a need to increase users” actually raised money at an $8 billion dollar valuation not $7 billion as reported yesterday. A billion here, a billion there, who’s counting.
Back in the real world, I keep being disappointed that I never get invited to the Allen and Co. big event in Sun Valley. I think I would add a lot, especially on the tennis court and this continuous snubbing is getting to me. If you don’t get included, you really lose out on a great networking opportunity. Fortunately, the Atlanta CEO Council is meeting Monday at the Ritz Carlton so I will just pretend it is Sun or Silicon Valley.
Does anybody think that the state government of Minnesota shutting down for now a second week is helping or hurting Tim Pawlenty’s chance of getting the Republican nomination? Does anybody care? I thought so. With that outstanding piece of wisdom, I need to do a last minute shout out to my stepbrother, Peter Feer, on his 51st birthday and my oldest friend, Billy Straus, who also turns the elusive 51 today. They are great guys and were born on the same day. Imagine that. Many more, old men.
Have a nice weekend, fellow reader(s). I may show up again on these pages so stay vigilant.
Invite me over for a diet lunch some day. Any day but Wednesday.