Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

July 31, 1997

Dear Everyone:

Still edging closer to going through with selling / buying / moving.  I contacted a Realtor in Dublin yesterday and faxed her a list of my demands.  What is a “Must Have” (like central air conditioning), what’s a “Needs to Have” like a dishwasher in the kitchen, and what’s “Nice to Have” like allowing pets.  Nearly everything is negotiable except location and price.  I have no intention of going as high as the financial people tell me I can.  And I want to be near the office because the main reason for all of this is to reclaim about eight to ten hours per week that I currently spend commuting. 

I’ll call the Concord Realtor when I get back from the conference I’m going to tomorrow and tell her to go ahead and start the ball rolling at this end.  (Hoping it doesn’t roll over me.)  I can’t deal with a business trip and real estate agents at the same time.  I’d be too likely to pack the real estate file and forget to pack a change of clothes. 

The conference in question is a Leadership Development Conference being held in San Jose (which means no flying this time).  It’s put on each year by the ARMA people.  I’m attending because I’m going to be on the board of directors for the new East Bay ARMA chapter.  In other words, having fought tooth and nail for the East Bay chapter so I wouldn’t get drafted as president of the Golden Gate chapter, I’m now going to be the charter vice-president of the Mt. Diablo chapter.  Or, as Robin Hood would put it:  “Out of the frying pan and into the Friar.” 

But it still looks good on a résumé.  And we get to pick the new logo. 

Still nervously watching Company’s stock as it edges up towards $80 per share.  If I exercised my option yesterday (79-3/16), I would have netted about $2342.  Someone at work created a spreadsheet and sent it out by email.  All you have to do is change the value of the stock and it automatically computes how much you’d make at that value.  Even subtracts withholding tax for you. 

Someone in “Livermore”, who actually invests in the stock market regularly, told me to hold on unless I have specific plans for the money (like closing costs).  His broker predicts that the stock will reach $85 by the end of this year.  But the way I see it, the more money I have to put down on this new condo, the less my monthly payments will be, thus leaving me with some to cover really important things like Lancôme makeup and movies. 

Movies... 

Saw Air Force One last weekend.  This is a Bruce Willis style action thriller, but with the hero upgraded to Harrison Ford.  Ford plays the kind of President that Tom Clancy would like to put in the White House.  In other words, he’s a President, not a politician.  Bad guys, led by Gary Oldman, take over the President’s plane.  They expect the soft American to be a pushover.  But guess what?  Not only does he speak their language, but he can beat the crap out of your average third terrorist from the right without breaking a sweat. 

Glenn Close plays the vice-president, a politician evidently chosen for her gender and the fact that she could guarantee California.  Suddenly she’s faced with a problem for which there is no acceptable solution.  The President is a hostage, what should we do?  Answer:  Call in a Constitutional lawyer. 

“Jeannie” and I agreed that this has been the best movie to come out so far this summer.  And there’s still been no sign of the James Cameron film, Titanic.  This was supposed to be the summer’s big movie, but the studio apparently pulled it.  “Jeannie”, who has time to read entertainment magazines, reports that they have rewritten the ending three times already. 

Let’s see, rewriting the end of the Titanic.  What could they possibly have in mind?  We want a happy ending, so the ship didn’t sink after all, it was all just a dream?  How in heaven’s name can you rewrite the ending of the Titanic? 

And only one more week until Ashland. 

Love, as always, 

 

Pete 

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