When people came to visit me in the late 90's I used to love to drive them by Job's house in Palo Alto. I'd ride by the house every day on my commute to IDEO. You can read a lot about the house online...but my favorite part was the silver Mercedes that was parked in the driveway. It never had a license plate. Since at least 1997! I figured Jobs had paid off the cops or something, but the actual answer turns out to be even more simple and clever.
There's been a ton of things that have fallen off my plate. I don't have the time to do them justice, but I want to put them down here lest I forget about them forever.
Ken Nims, who I have never met, sent me an email noting the death of Ed Healy. Ed was a US-born professional driver of road and rally car who moved to Europe in the late 80s. Among his distinctions was owning the fastest Renault Williams Clio I've ever seen (and rode shotgun in) on the Nurburgring. He was an immensely nice guy who helped people like me learn the track. He will be missed.
I'd like to say a big "thank you!" to Abu Bakar Bin Haji Jaafar, proprietor of ABJ Taxi in Kuantan, Malaysia. If you are ever in the area and need a reliable and reasonably-priced driver, Abu Bakar is your man. His mobile is +60 139344030. Getting off the bus at night in Kuantan can be a bit disorienting, but we totally lucked out that Abu was there looking for lost souls like us. A really sweet man.
Faisal sent me a cartoon of my dog's twin sister, separated at birth.