Last week, while working in Williamsburg, I saw a friend from the past. I was standing at the bar, talking with a co-worker about a new whisky that we are adding to our portfolio, when in walked Guy. I haven't seen Guy for more than three years. He and I know each other from when I played Ultimate Frisbee in New Hampshire. It was like a movie scene when he walked in the door: the glow of video games reflecting in the background, me in mid-sentence, him illuminated in the glow of the light from outside the bar.

Today is a rainy Monday. A perfect day to reflect on the whys and whats of life. Why am I here and what am I doing with my life. It's after midnight, now it's Tuesday, and I still haven't found answers to my questions-- guess it'll have to wait until next Monday.

There's a line from a song that a friend wrote that comforts me on rainy Mondays, and Tuesdays too: the waiting is for faith.

Guy was in town to perform with his band. Check out his myspace page, and if you have a myspace account, please tell him that JC says hello.Two Ton Santa