Three Things, All of Which Would Be Better If I Had Accompanying Pictures

1. Doogie Houser - ever wonder where he is now? I know exactly where he is every weekday morning at 8:55 a.m. He's at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf (which is way too long a name, by the way) in San Francisco. He gives the name "Brian" at the register but I can tell he secretly likes when people say "Excuse me, Doogie" to get past him to reach the milk for their non-fat triple caf latte. Doogie, I mean Brian, also stands around with a Crackberry, pretending to read important messages. I'm sure he's really just reading fan mail he had his assistant scan in and email to him. Little letters saying "I loved you in Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle" and the like.

2. A brand new grandma started at our firm yesterday. Today she wore dark red leather pants. With a heavy cable-knit yellow sweater. She looks like the type of woman to be named Linda or Barbara, aside from the leather pants. She doesn't sit near any of the other grandmas, and I'll try to find out this week if she's an actual grandma or just of grandma age.

3. This morning when I went in to Nice Partner's office he was leaning way back in his chair with each foot planted firmly on the edge of his desk. Remember when Ross when to the doctor with Rachel and he hopped up on the table and put his legs in the stirrups? Yeah, just like that.