So I went to NYC for a training class, and the starting time of 9 Am meant going in the night before. By a happy coincidence this meant I could join ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
drcpunk's birthday party at Max Brenners , where chocolate atop chocolate was the order of the day. Marshmallows were involved at some point as well, but it all got lost in a sugar haze after a bit. The high point for me was watching the good doctor fall into paroxysms of laughter when faced with Eugene Reynold's independently functioning eyebrows. (Prosecutors in the Garden State still suspect the eyebrows of a quartet of barber shop robberies in the late 90's; Mr. Reynolds himself was never under investigation since there are questions of how much control he actually has over the wee beasties.)
drcpunk's birthday party at Max Brenners , where chocolate atop chocolate was the order of the day. Marshmallows were involved at some point as well, but it all got lost in a sugar haze after a bit. The high point for me was watching the good doctor fall into paroxysms of laughter when faced with Eugene Reynold's independently functioning eyebrows. (Prosecutors in the Garden State still suspect the eyebrows of a quartet of barber shop robberies in the late 90's; Mr. Reynolds himself was never under investigation since there are questions of how much control he actually has over the wee beasties.)Escaping with my sanity barely intact I staggered to meet Barnhart for what was supposed to be dessert but which, thankfully, turned into her having wine and me sipping cranberry juice in wine bar she wants to keep her little secret.
By the time we left the bar is was 12:20, and I was not in the best shape to discuss HR & Ethics the next morning - at least the hour had taken the edge off the sugar buzz.
By the time we left the bar is was 12:20, and I was not in the best shape to discuss HR & Ethics the next morning - at least the hour had taken the edge off the sugar buzz.
