jean and i bought snacks in 95 degree humidity, 45 some odd people came out, sils’s myriad organizations were duly introduced, and chris higgins provided the culminating and encore group introduction. thus happy hour was officially inaugurated.
for a free beer trish walked to lucys in the liquid humidity, made sure no one ended up there accidentally. nathan ate a handful of wasabi peas, took a swill of beer, and proceeded to turn an entirely unnatural and hilarious shade of red. hizzle wore fancy pants, mixed things up with his phd homeys.
did anything else happen? probably. mostly we talked to people about people who were talking to people. by we i mean me. that’s what i really like to do.
postscript: i have a coffee table!!! i am putting my feet on my coffee table!!!