That’s the question my coworker Alfred Thompson poses on his blog – is it fun being you?

My answer: Yes it’s fun being me, although sometimes it’s too easy to forget that simple view of things. It’s damn fun being me. Now I’ll make sure to say that at 3am tomorrow morning when my baby girl is screaming.

And I’m making a bit of a job change that’s sure to make being me even more fun than usual. Coming soon…