Monday Agoura

Here in Augoura Hills now. It is very dry and bright. The hills are craggy, dark green, and lost in haze or shadow most of the time. My new colleagues seem to like Glen Beck a lot, but they are nice, nonetheless. There will be little opportunity for cultural discussions, perhaps, but that's okay. If the work is fun, and the pay is good, then I can be happy with that.

The restaurants are restaurants, the hotels are hotels, the executives are the same, and the conversation stays within certain carefully defined boundaries. And everything runs smoothly. Busy day tomorrow.