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October 31, 2005
It's 2am on Halloween...
...and I'm still working away in my lovely Hyatt Regency Boston corner room with a bed that's wider than it is long.
The worst part about all of this is that I have to be up in less than 6 hours to put on the most ridiculous costume ever: a suit.
Argh.
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October 24, 2005
Bonding, and Noah Waldman
My current diet consists of Throat Coat tea, Emer'gen-C packets, zinc lozenges, and various packaged soup products. Sick again, though I don't suspect it is because Mahea and I closed down The King Of Bonding's "Let's Totally Rage" party on Friday... this meant only that we were the last ones out the door, having decided against migrating with the rest of the ragers to Pink. In bed by midnight, phew. I've been awake only about 8 of the last 32 hours, and barely conscious at that.
Despite a request to have his nickname officially changed to Mr. Offer You Can't Refuse, TKOB is a much better acronym than MOYCR. And the pencils wouldn't be as appropriate anymore.
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Finally, in the interest of giving people what they want, here's my latest favorite photo of Noah Waldman, taken at my office party. It amazes how many people find this blog because they are Googling him... He's a really sweet guy, great drummer, and very funny. He won't dance, but he will accept a last-minute invitations to go see musical events. Come to Swig on Thursday to see him play with the Du Uy Quintet.
But wait! There's more! Invite Noah into your home and he will attempt to fix your computer problems. What a gentleman!
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October 09, 2005
What Were You Last Year?
Outfits in the Castro are often more interesting than those in other places, but things have stepped up a notch and it's clearly getting close to Halloween. As someone with no costume savvy whatsoever, I am relieved I'm going to be out of town for Halloween this year. Even though we had decided to stay in, Amanda saved the day last year; when the call came that the party crawl was going to pick us up in an hour, she managed to turn us into this angel/devil combo:
Rather than stress over costumes and fight for parking in my 'hood, I'm off to Boston for work on the 30th. If I do end up pulling myself away from setting up the conference to go out for Halloween, it will be because I've convinced this guy to go out with me... I'm also trying to talk him into lending me his uniform [barely resisting the urge to insert some kind of joke about how it would look better on the floor here, I think there's a rule about saying things like that about/to people you work with].
Speaking of Boston, the Rock Star arrives back from there tonight at some point. I think. I also think there's some rule against falling for traveling musicians.
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