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I'm in a big LinkedIn phase right now. If you don't know what it is, or for some reason aren't a member of LinkedIn, click here. It's a business networking site, where you can search for anyone in the nation, based on their name, location, resume, etc.; and it will tell you the six degrees of separation to get to them. Meaning, the other day my CEO asked me to hook him up with someone at Macromedia. I looked on LinkedIn, and within 5 minutes found out I konw a guy who knows a guy who knows the President of Macromedia. Now they're having lunch and it was all that simple.
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Degen learned to roll over today, from his back onto his stomach. Rock and roll.
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Vëlla and Motra Jensen left for Tiranë on Friday morning. They'll arrive sometime Saturday, and from then on, be second-world citizens for the next two years, fighting the system, hiding from the mafia, preaching the gospel, and doing whatever humanitarian service they see a need for. They were in the Missionary Training Center for the previous two weeks, which they cottoned to like pros. They both took to it rather quickly, but it was still difficult for both of them. 40 years out of school will do that to you. Saturday will be the trauma day, as they went from Utah to DC to Austria to Albania in 20whatever hours, like a whirlpool simultaneously sucking them into oblivion and blasting in the opposite direction all things Marinite. Rock on.
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May Pictures Live (including Kauai)
Wednesday, June 1, 2005

Olga Amparo de la Caridad Diaz y Dominguez Grange Dean, Colin's grandmother, born in 1920 in Cuba, died at the Dick & Sonja Jensen home on May 21. She was the epitome of a Cuban party chick, straight out of a spanish soap opera, and straight out of some Cuban cinderella story, since she went from living in a third-world shack to a first-world castle. We all have all kinds of stories, but none that fit in this paragraph.
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