So I’m in the Seattle-area over the Thanksgiving holiday… when the big snowy thing hits, and we’re stuck 30 miles from my relatives’ home right at the start of rush-hour. The highway is going about a mile an hour, and the minivan I’m driving is rapidly running out of gas. Fortunately, after an excruciating 1.2 miles, we make it to an exit. A fill-up and we take to the backroads- finally arriving a mere four hours after we started. My cousin and his wife, heading out of Redmond half an hour behind us, aren’t so lucky – they end up staying the night with some family friends, getting in at six in the morning.
The next day, we’re all stuck at the house, where I snap some snow laden trees, which explains the new wintery theme. Today, I fly back. But at the moment, I am sitting in my cousin’s office at Microsoft, using his Toshiba tablet with hand writing recognition. It’s geek-tabulous. It may be slower than typing, but it’s oh-so Star Trek.
