Sick and watching American Idol

I woke up this morning feeling terrible. I actually did get dressed and was about ready to walk out the door. I had a haircut appointment which I canceled when I felt that I was about to die. So, I sent the obligatory “I’m sick and won’t be in today” email and went back to bed.

Until about 7 p.m. this evening. I’m feeling better now, and about to hit the hay as soon as the sheets dry (I sweat while I slept today — I know, TMI).

Anyways, I must be a pedophile since I think 16-year-old David Archuleta, one of the Top 10 boys on “American Idol,” is incredible. Cute. And quite talented. If he keeps this level of performance up, he will cinch the Idol title.

In case you were one of the three Americans to miss David’s performance, here it is:


Fucking incredible. We were pretty much crying watching his performance of John Lennon’s “Imagine.”

DanNation update

I’ve been busier than a STD detection kit in a whore house.  So, I thought I’d update everyone that I am still very well alive and doing well.  Here’s an update on all matters DanNation:

  • Donnan is still recovering from his broken foot surgery and is immobile for about another month.  In the midst of the injury, we just celebrated our second anniversary on Monday.  I love you, sweets!
  • Microsoft Vista sucks my cock.  My work laptop, just over 4 months old, decided to die yesterday — one day before I need to turn in a huge project involving our PR plan.  The said spreadsheet is still on the hard drive, but since the computer is unusable at the moment.  So, I am on the train with my trusty personal MacBook.  At least I know this won’t die today.
  • My anti-depressant meds have kicked in, and mood swings and feeling depressed is a thing of the past.  Of course, meds are a band-aid but they were an excellent idea in making sure that I remain on track, productive, and most importantly, non-sad.
  • I missed the lunar eclipse last night.  How did that happen?
  • Jimmi and I are doing a rare podcast with a LIVE studio audience this weekend with gay singer Phil Putnam.  Our loft becomes an acoustic coffee house, and while Jimmi remains in Phoenix, the magic of Skype and the internet will place him in the middle of the action.
  • I’m sick of rain…San Francisco spring, though, is right around the corner.

And how have you been?

Thanks, Jimmi!

Jimmi graciously designed a new DanNation banner.  It’s awesome!  Hold on, too, for another show this weekend.  We promise that you will enjoy it.  If you are interested in being a guest, please email us at



What gives?

It’s only 8:54 a.m. in the morning, and due to train screw ups, I am going to be 25 minutes late for a 9:00 a.m. meeting, I’ve already spilled coffee all over my shirt, and my constant sniffling and sneezing from allergies has cleared everyone for a 25 foot radius around me on the train. My product manager is out sick and I depend on him to meet and greet at said missed meeting. The good news — I have dorked out and now have a wireless broadband connection for my lap top. I am sitting at Millbrae station on a beautiful and sunny Northern California spring morning. Gotta love the internet age.

A great photo

This is my friend Serge (short for his last name). Or Dave. He was a student in the dorm where I served as dormhead right out of college – The Putney School in Vermont. It was just about 20 years ago when I started working/teaching there. At Putney, I met a great group of people, many of whom are close friends today. Dave and his wife live in Los Angeles and recently had their first child – daughter, Julia. About a year ago exactly, Kel and I drove to LA for a quick getaway weekend and hung out with Dave and Sunyoung.

This photo was on Dave’s Flickr account and I love it. It really captures his happiness at being a dad, and Julia looks so comfortable with Dave. It’s strange growing old. People who you once busted for drinking beer are becoming fathers. And they’re good at it. We do indeed evolve as men. As people. It’s a good thing.

We are new parents…

Here’s Donnan right after he gave birth tonight to our 37-lb. new baby boy.

Yikes!  Actually, Donnan broke his foot last week and spent the day in surgery to have a pin put into the broken bone.  His nurse resembled Kathy Bates’ character in “Misery” — scary.

On my side of the delivery room, I went on anti-depressants today.  My doctor put me on Effexor which I originally took 10 years ago.  It is a strange transition into an anti-depressant, and while my mood is up and buoyant, it is strange (and good) not to feel sad.  The change happened within hours.  When I can work therapy into my schedule around DUI classes, work, and nursing Donnan, I will feel better.  These drugs are only a band-aid to fixing bigger problems, but even a temporary medicated fix certainly help.  I had great success in 1998, so I’m hoping for a repeat performance.

GREAT turnout today at the California primary, and looks like Hillary and McCain won for their respective parties.  Attendance was the best for 20somethings in 28 years, a sign that the 2004 apathy may have gone the way of Condoleeza Rice’s clunky pumps.   I am still torn between Hillary and Obama but leaning towards Hillary.  She is most likely to be THE Democrat contender that can beat the Republicans.  She is comfortable to the American public as a fixture from a more prosperous time while, and the symbol of her representing the first woman presidential contender to have a realistic shot brings a newness and change to it.  I am convinced that the force behind enhancing this realistic chance is Bill Clinton.

Hmmmm.  Suddenly things just got a bit brighter.