Saturday night was spent traipsing around the city, hopping around with my coworkers and a couple of their friends. It was a lot of fun, though my body can't handle 8 hours of partying like it used to. I was really glad that I had the extra hour of sleep since our frisbee game was early this week. I was Waldo, which I may have to recycle in future years because it was just so easy. Some white tape, black pipe cleaners and a red shirt and hat and it was done.
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I've had a lot of posts running through my mind but they never seem complete and I haven't had time to try and start writing them anyway. I'm upgrading to Movable Type 3.2 today (hopefully), so if things go funky, let me know.
I was going to post photos of the The Pond being constructed at Bryant Park, taken last week, and some pics of the filming of the new Will Smith movie around SF, but I seem to have lost the USB cable to upload the photos off my camera.
It was beautiful over the weekend, and I took advantage of it by walking around the city and playing some frisbee out in Golden Gate Park - my team is 3-1, my first time on a winning team ever.
Today, though, a thick fog hung around the city. Not so think that you couldn't see down the block, but thick enough to feel like there was a misty drizzle.
By the way, does anyone have a hair salon to recommend in SF? I should really get around to getting a trim.
The hit list:
- Running in to one of my best friend's from high school's younger sister at my cousin's bar mitzvah. Last time I saw her was when she was 5 I think. She looks a bit different these days at 13.
- A few days in the Berkshires. Never sleep better than in at my parents weekend house.
- Had two great meals at The Burrito Bar, on Flatbush and Prospect Place. Mmm, tasty. Just opened a few weeks ago so go check it out.
- Caught up with friends over lunches. I could get used to working in midtown.
- Finished thank you notes! I swear I'm not that lazy - its just that we got our thank you notes from the photographer, so we had to wait for the proofs and then had to pick one pix for the cards and get them printed. And Sam and I had to be in one place to sign them all.
- Getting taken out for drinks and dinner by my boss. And watching him drag our coworker out from his sick day to join us. I was the only one in the office the next day before noon.
- And best of all, spending some QT with my boy. In our apartment. With our cats. I miss home. It was too short. When my boss gets back from NY, I hope to work out another week from NY in a few weeks.
Last night I took the redeye to NY, where I'll be thru Wednesday. While waiting to board the plane, I was sitting in front of a couple of Indian guys. A white woman wtih an accent started talking to them, and in the course of the conversation, found out that one of the men had just been turned down for asylum from the US government. She then proceeded to get closer to him (i.e. right behind my ear) and say that maybe they could work out an arrangement because she wanted to become an Indian citizen and he wanted to become an American citizen so maybe they could arrange a marriage!!! In the airport waiting area!!!
Apparently she wanted to go to India to be closer to her "spiritual leader" - the Indian guys couldn't quite understand that she was Hindu by choice. For that matter, they didn't seem to really get what she was offering at all. She had to keep repeating it.
The whole scene was hysterical and I had to keep covering my mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
This morning, in the coffeeshop, after double parking.
Me (to B): Sorry it took so long - it took forever to find the hazard lights in the rental car
B: Do you want anything?
Man in Line: Oh, you can go ahead of me to join your husband. Or boyfriend. Or friend.
Me: My boss.
Grr, I don't know what ate my entry, but my parents brought to light that only half of it was there and I'm to lazy to rewrite it.
Long story short, after treking out to the outer edges of the city, Hertz was closed and I ended up going back to the Budget across the street from my apartment and renting a car instead. And wasting two hours of my day and stressing a lot as well. Oh, and confirming the fact that my husband is my hero.
It was a beautiful day outside, so when I finally pried myself away from the Saturday PBS lineup of food shows (I've been in Food Network withdrawal), I headed out to the library and walk around the city a bit. It wasn't until I was outside that I remembered the Blue Angels (recently referred to as America's waste of tax dollars, though I can't remember where) were performing today in honor of Fleet Week. I hung out at Washington Square Park for a while watching the show, and then got an even better view on my way home from the supermarket. Pretty cool stuff.
This morning on my way to work, I saw a homeless man drinking a cup of Starbucks coffee out in front of one of the two Starbucks I pass. I wonder whether the fact that he's homeless doesn't stop him from drinking good coffee or if the staff was just really nice to him.
I left work at 9pm last night. Not that I had some big deadline or anything, but I do have a tight deadline on another project and I really wanted to finish up what I was working on yesterday so that I could devote today to the other project. It was worth it though. We ordered take out from the best chinese restaurant ever again. And I wasn't the only one - there were still three people there when I left.
When I left, the bus wasn't coming so I indulged in a cab ride home. There was a computer screen on the back of the passenger seat! I predict those things won't last too long - they eat up so much leg room and really, are people in the cab going to take restaurant advice from the computer listings?
Last Thursday, our office hosted at a reception for Melissa Scholte's artwork. The work is sponsored by LiquidSPACES (pardon the very outdated website), an organization that promotes artwork in San Francisco run by my boss, and uses our office as an exhibition space. In addition, we sponsored a fashion show at The Bubble Lounge. I was probably the only one of my coworkers (besides Jen who was showing her clothes for the first time - see the photo above to see how great they are!), so it wasn't too hard to convince our boss to move the 8 AM staff meeting to 1 PM. Its pretty cool that our boss was also seemingly ok with one of our project managers calling in sick.
The night was great. Hopefully, the next time though, the evening won't end with a coworker getting thrown out of the club for arguing with a bouncer.