Every morning when I
Every morning when I drive Peter to work aross the bridge from Charlestown into Boston, I'm cheered by the happy face on the upper left corner of this building. And these days it's important to start my day with a cheerful happy face since a week ago I was laid off after 10-years at Sybase. It's not all bad though, since I'd been taking some classes at Bentley College in their Information Design Program, and now I'll have a chance to try and find a position that will let me focus on the usability and user-centered design I've been learning about. It's either that or open a shop like the small ones I saw everywhere in Paris. I really couldn't figure out how their owners survived, between the large number of shops and small number of customers actually making purchases, but their days of sitting behind a counter making handcrafted items for sale and chatting with whoever entered, seemed like quite an enjoyable change from the usual work lifestyle. Well so much for the dreaming, I'm off to work on my resume instead.