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Last night's company basketball game was entertaining. We got rolled up by about twenty, but the other team went about seven deep and the starting five were all pretty good. Without Eric there, I felt the pressure to keep us in the game. I played out of my mind the first half and managed to actually have us in the lead at halftime. The other team got wise to this and came out in the second half and put their best player on me and started double teaming me. That basically ceased our offensive production. Whenever they would stop with the double teams I would try to get a couple of quick baskets before they started again, but it wasn't enough. We had drama amongst our team during the game that carried over into the workplace this morning. A word of advice "if you're playing on a company team and the company owner is the coach, dont yell at the coach during the game, he's also your boss's boss."

Bday party is coming on. Up to a very conservative sixty at this point. Got some cool stuff in the works.

I have my first two interviews for the personal assistant position today. I have two this afternoon and three tomorrow. I would like to get someone hired by this weekend in hopes of them starting next week.

You know, just when you think you're a big baller, you realize how far you have to go. I'm in the elevator this morning about six forty five headed to work. Another guy, who I know from the building, who lives on the top floor, is coming down also. A little history on this guy, he owns two adjoining units on the top floor. He's probably mid to late thirties. He was one of the initial people who developed the computer firewall. Basically the guy has a DIRTY bank account. Nice guy overall, kinda quiet, but friendly. I don't know if he lives in his place full time or not, but I hear he has a place somewhere in France also. I make the comment that it looks like he's going somewhere (he's carrying a gym bag and a backpack). He informs me he's going to San Diego for the day. I quickly think "damn that's a lot of airport time and flying for just a day trip". Then it hits me that I've been told this guy has not one, but two intercontinental jets. Kinda felt stupid, Im trudging out at seven AM to make my Thursday morning staff meeting, hes be-bopping out for a day trip on his jet to sunny southern California.