The San Francisco Blues festival came to town last weekend. The amplified sound reverberated off the concrete, making it difficult to focus on the financial formulas in a complicated spreadsheet. I took the elevator down to the Plaza and watched gray-haired fifty-somethings exult to the beat. Will boomers ever start acting their age?
I went back to the office and wrapped up a couple of small projects. Glancing out the window improves one's perspective. And the Bay has a calming effect, an attribute not to be taken lightly in these tumultuous times.