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So there was this little party after work last night...
We were seeing off two of our own. One was Kevin R., an intern who worked with Mobile for a few months under our main marketing guy.
The other was Christine C., Mobile employee #6, who has been with us for a couple of years, or so it seems to the others (I've only been there for a year).
Kevin's just going back to his normal life. Christine's going to a new job in a different field and to get married.
So yesterday, at 6pm, the party got under way in the Culver Hotel's main lounge. This is an old hotel that stands all by itself in Downtown Culver City.
It sorta kinds looks like the Flatiron Building in New York City, except much shorter, and there are no other buildings around it. It's an island.
Incidentally, this is the same hotel that roomed all the actors playing the Munchkins in "The Wizard Of Oz". The restaurant is now called "Munchkins".
(Which reminds me, I still haven't seen "Under The Rainbow", the movie about the mayhem caused by the Munchkins while they stayed at the Culver Hotel)
There was food aplenty (sushi, spring rolls, dumplings, gyozas, and potato chips for the token white people [grin]) and the bar was wide open. Wooooooh!
My personal booze card for the night only shows two items on it:
1. Judy Garland Martini (Finlandia Cranberry vodka, Midori liqueur and pineapple juice)
2. shot of Jaegermeister (which does indeed taste like Super Green NyQuil on steroids)
Before the booze: orange juice. After the booze: San Pellegrino carbonated water.
Co-worker Tim got smashed, as usual, and did the Milli Vanilli dance. And the Cabbage Patch. And the Running Man. And the Boy Band Shuffle.
Miss Midori got rather emotional and cried a little. She's really going to miss Christine. We're all going to miss her. She's cool and all sorts of nifty.
I left the party just before 10pm and grabbed a bus home. Nobody was there. I changed, plopped myself in front of the TV, and played NFS: Underground.
My Mazda Miata is now all sorts of upgraded and sports a new custom paint job that vaguely looks the engine from a Star Wars pod racer.
And she'll now do 170MPH+ in straightaways. Holy cats!!!
Imagine that at night, with traffic, on reflective streets.
Yikes.
This game sure is puuuurty...
On today's agenda: handle a few errands, then head down to the Rick And Tess furry party with my buddy Warren, he of the Ren Faires and Evil Dead fandom.
He helped me out last weekend with my haircut appointment and clothes shopping.
Oh yeah, I still haven't posted about that...
I'll do it tomorrow.
Anyway, enough for now.
I hope our Florida friends are all okay.
Enjoy the rest of the weekend y'all!
