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subterranean christmas party
Yesterday Afternoon , … last night was my dayjob’s corporate christmas party…. As a result… I’m one sore monkey today…
I have one make-up “out day” (read as “vacation”) left for the year… I’ll probably take half of it today once I get through the couple of commitments I have at the office.
Meanwhile I just not got to dump my camera’s memory cards and feel obliged to share them chronologically.
Like the pics I took at BooBoo Steve Brawley‘s party last Sunday.
He had the whole shindig in his basement… Leave it to the master to take a concept as simple as “I’m pissy about my house” and spin it into something fun and playful.
The front door was left open and guests simply “let themselves in”…. Once through the front door – you passed through a drop-dead gorgeously furnished living room to the dining room table where a stack of name badges, cup of magic markers and a simple sign with an arrow pointing to the basement door.
The basement was all done up in colored lights and kitschy cool stuff…
Good mix of folks were there… I’d expect nothing less
Full bar…. nice spread of food….
marginal cheese tray…. colby-jack cubes I think?
catchin up from b-day 1
I’m picking through shots in my phone from my birthday and weekend…
Friday I had off of work, (the day job) – but I took the morning to knock out an interior graphics gig for a moonlight client, WHO, “not-so-coincidentally” is where Boo-Boo-Brawley is the VP of marketing and PR.
Brawley picked me up in the early AM and treated me to breakfast on the way into the office at this soul-food restaurant that’s recently re-opened, in…. “coincidentally”,… one of the neighborhoods my primary employer is rebuilding.
The professional and personal web which is St. Louis sometimes gets creepy.
That was just part one of the day… but that’s only the photos I dug through so far.
Meanwhile – I got a pile-o-poop on my desk I must swim through before I leave today so I gotta run.
….and not blog and stuff.
cincodebleah
Schedule tweak – yesterday wound up being my “out wednesday”. Thursdays are also pseudojob day…. Boo-Boo-Brawley – who has a similar arrangement with a client turned employer – is two blocks down the street.
Ran to Llywelyns for lunch – and later out to JJ’s for what wound become an impromptu Cinco de Mayo celebration and one hell of a hang over this morning.
Coffee and V8 is clearing my head…
My outfit from yesterday reeks of smoke.
My blog does not exist.