Free creme brule at Pesca - Portugese for "really good seafood"

Our B&B - our room is the top right corner ... it was rad

A trip to SA is never complete until you visit the Alamo

Trudy's in Austin










Two months ago I spoke to my old friend Jon. I mentioned I was in
Rob says: Many thanks to my colleagues in LTD Strategic Finance at Intel. Five months ago I finagled my way into an internship by bugging more than a dozen employees. LTD provided a positive learning experience beyond my expectations. I’m looking forward to bragging about my adventures to my Rice colleagues: cool project, lots of support (thanks Chau, Craig, Roberto, George), fun activities, “private” jet to
Rachel says: Thanks for giving me back my husband
Next up: 3 day trip to

Anyway! Rachel and Rob found a wonderful apartment at the corner of Westheimer and Wesleyan, in Highland Village. Highland Village? Yes, in the mornings we walk to Starbucks, for lunch it's PF Changs, and for dinner it's a fantrasmical meal from Central Market (like a really cool Whole Foods). Rachel loves window shopping at Banana Republic and Crate and Barrel!


Click on the image for a cool tech story - Intel's newest line of chips, the Core 2 Duo, are blowing away AMD's current top-end chips. To be fair, AMD had a great run the past couple of years. But just as Airbus had better planes than Boeing for a couple of years, those times are now past.








Trying to make the most of our summer apart, we (Rob and Rachel) fill our days with hard work and whatever social activities we can find. Rob's living with Chris and Jeanne this summer. Chris & Jeanne just bought a new home in the Cedar Mills area of Portland. Thankfully the place is a mere 15 minutes from Intel - commutes are a breeze. Random note: today I saw a poor driver spin out on the freeway when the road came to a sudden halt... did a complete 180 right in front of me... very interesting... he was okay... My evenings are typically spent chillin' with C-Dawg and Green Jeans.
Rachel is severely lacking stimulation for over a week, so she gets up here to Oregon to visit and she's a little ball of energy (pictured). Rob and Rachel go crazy doing all the things we've been wanting to do up here ... most of which involves food and coffee. On one occasion, Rob (me) get's a nasty bout of food poisoning from one of our very favorite restaurants (no names mentioned... I still love that wonderful Bavarian restaurant). Rob spends Memorial Day worshiping the ceramic god until he breaks down and goes to urgent care ... doctor is impressed I'm still standing and I.V.'s 2 liters of fluid (and happy medicine) in my itty-bitty vein. The worst part was that I missed my dad who was in town for only the weekend. The Mardock clan was meeting in Dallas (Oregon) at Mitch and Kelleigh's place. Kelleigh is about to have boy # 2. Evidently the Ratzlaff's haven't given birth to a girl since the Pilgrim times. Some mutant gene or something. Kelleigh rocks though, a great mother and hilarious like her brother.
A couple of days later we give food another try - visiting our favorite Thai restaurant (Typhoon). Andy orders up the spiciest pad thai known to man. We all make him eat it - the results are illustrated in the nearby photo.


Rob visited Rachel in Corpus Christi (aka, the place where Dick Cheney shot a grandpa in the face). They had a great time. By day, Rachel reconciled accounts payable, and Rob updated their blog while drinking coffee. (They highly recommend Agua Java for caffeinated treats. Who knew CC had such great a great coffee place). By night, they dined at Landry's and enjoyed the cable TV mind-candy. “Is Robert M. in the room?” The 80-person audience looks around; a few second-year students roll their eyes and prepare themselves for a lengthy diatribe. “Well, I wish he were here,” continues the CEO, “because I’d like to defend my company against people who share his opinion. Let me read you the letter I received from him.” The CEO proceeds to read the letter Robert sent to the company two weeks prior. My letter kindly, respectfully, and firmly asks (paraphrase):
“Why are you giving a speech along with this other organization, when your two mission statements are the polar opposites? Your company does ‘this’ to the environment, while that organization promotes ‘that’ to the environment.”
The CEO continues to read my letter to the audience, word for word. Eventually his message changes gears and he discusses his company and its place in the economy. Unfortunately, I'm not attending the speech, which makes the situation worse. Now, instead of understanding that the CEO enjoyed the letter and used it as a platform from which to give an otherwise pedestrian 30-minute speech (which ended up lasting over an hour), the tightly-wound, sycophantic, second-year students begin to feel incensed. Minding my own business at home, I get a phone call from an irate MBA second-year, ex-Marine drill sergeant reprimanding me for my inappropriate letter and lack of judgment. To be fair, he was correct. It was not appropriate to send a letter to an upcoming guest speaker. But on the flip side, isn’t activism a big part of college? Perhaps not in the obsequious world of B-school – but that’s beside the point…
After hearing Ex-Marine’s one-sided tale of horror, I feel awful. I’ve let down my school, my classmates, and even my classmate’s chances of finding a job in said company. I proceed to write a big apology letter to the students in attendance, and a separate letter to the CEO himself. I go way overboard. That’s just my style.
About three days later, after the furor dies down and school gossip has shifted to more mundane topics, I get a phone call from the CEO. “Man, I hope I didn’t get you in trouble. I thought your letter was great. It gave me a good chance to talk about my company, and to confront one of the biggest political issues we currently face… How about lunch next month? Call my secretary to set it up.”
Uh, okay. I’ll call your secretary and set up a lunch with you. And as March 2nd approaches, secretary calls me to confirm lunch. We have lunch. Lunch is great. Good times, good talks, good conversations about our two lives, the future of his company, and the future of
Rachel n Rob visited tha Galleria on Saturday. Boo-Yaa! It was packed wit people. Hollaz to the
I just discovered that my letter to the editor was published in the Wall Street Journal (1.20.2006). Pretty fun stuff! Quick note though, I didn't say, "Do you have a vendetta against Portland," I said, "Does the WSJ have a vendetta..." The edited version sounds much more confrontational - which is not my style.


After our jaunt down to Dallas (
Afterwards “the family” attended the Christmas Eve service at Trail Christian Fellowship. Pictured in order (left to right): Josh, Desi, Rachel, Rob, Pastor Rick Booye, Heather, Jeanne, Andy, Chris. Quick props to Pastor Rick: 1) One of the most influential people in Rachel’s young life, 2) Our favorite teacher / pastor - pastor of the wonderful Trail Christian Fellowship and president of Pacific Bible College, 3) Officiator of our wedding back in 2001, 4) All-around good guy. If Rachel or Rob is ever elected as President of America, they agreed they want Pastor Rick to give the invocation.
Our favorite gifts: Rachel got Jeanne’s “pre-owned” KitchenAid mixer. Rob got his dream backpacking lantern.
After Christmas, “the family” ventured north back up to
Overall, a great time was had by everyone. We experienced a bit of weather-shock when we returned to
