I’m sitting on an Aeron chair in a luxury hotel in San Francisco, where I’ll be attending the BIO conference. The first game of the NBA finals is playing on the Gateway flatscreen atop the minbar. Sun Ra is playing on my iPod, singing about Love in Outer Space.
I spent the day up in Napa with my publisher and my associate editor, visiting vineyards and having a fantastic lunch. If I complain about my job, please hit me.
