Agga da gagga da!
Translation: I'm bartending again at one of the more kickass events in Seattle on Saturday. What is it? I don't know. I do know it's at the Pacific Science Center; I know it's going to be kick elf, I know I'll be pouring stiff drinks in an orange furry vest sewn by the luscious Kat (god I love this woman) and probably tossing back a few myself.
I'm actually really looking forward to this; the PSC is one of the few geeky venues in Seattle I'm enthralled when it comes to places to throw a party. How cool is it to be rocking out to some good beats at the same time you're reading placards on dinosaurs and butterflies?
In other news...I began gathering materials to once again bleach the hair from the standard light red-brown Irish boy to the white-blonde from the Burn. But if I get really brave I'll throw in Wildfire Manic Panic.
Now, to convince my work that orange hair is actually an expression of creativity that the diverse workplace needs to encourage to maintain a healthy and invigorating atmosphere (I shit not, this is the way these aerospace nerds actually think. Geek-nerds would be okay, the general population of geek-nerd knows that some stuff is pretty cool. These are the nerds who believe that white socks and black shoes still go together. Why I still work there is a mystery known only to my bank account).
Translation: I'm bartending again at one of the more kickass events in Seattle on Saturday. What is it? I don't know. I do know it's at the Pacific Science Center; I know it's going to be kick elf, I know I'll be pouring stiff drinks in an orange furry vest sewn by the luscious Kat (god I love this woman) and probably tossing back a few myself.
I'm actually really looking forward to this; the PSC is one of the few geeky venues in Seattle I'm enthralled when it comes to places to throw a party. How cool is it to be rocking out to some good beats at the same time you're reading placards on dinosaurs and butterflies?
In other news...I began gathering materials to once again bleach the hair from the standard light red-brown Irish boy to the white-blonde from the Burn. But if I get really brave I'll throw in Wildfire Manic Panic.
Now, to convince my work that orange hair is actually an expression of creativity that the diverse workplace needs to encourage to maintain a healthy and invigorating atmosphere (I shit not, this is the way these aerospace nerds actually think. Geek-nerds would be okay, the general population of geek-nerd knows that some stuff is pretty cool. These are the nerds who believe that white socks and black shoes still go together. Why I still work there is a mystery known only to my bank account).
Two of the coolest parties I've ever been to were at the Adler Planetarium and the Field Museum, respectively, in Chicago.
But the rest of what I do not so very interesting. Unless you're into manipulating graphics and stuff and setting things on fire.