In December 2011, I was sitting in a three-day, 13-hours-a-day Landmark Education self-improvement seminar in San Francisco, and all I could think about was escaping through one of the hermetically sealed windows and making a dash for Nob Hill, the only thing resembling a steep incline in the area. It was during the dinner break during the final day of the seminar that I conspired with Paul Schutzman and Mai-Ling Garcia -- two of the very cool people with whom I'd made a connection during our th …