Good morning! So today I'm 42. If you read the Douglas Adams "Hitchhiker" trilogy, you know the running joke that 42 is "the answer to life, the universe, and everything". And after countless months of anticipation, today I leave my job. Has sort of a "Twilight Zone" creepy coincidence, doesn't it? (related link)
Back from the goodbye lunch for my boss and me. Went to "Not Your Average Joes" in Acton. Just a small group of co-workers. Many of our staff took their mandatory vacation this week. [It was this or next Thanksgiving...] I've a little more archiving to do and then pack the computers.