Another year.
With vacation comes the inevitable "holy shit, I'm back at work and have to figure out what to catch up on." Now that such a time has come, I'm afraid this post won't be a ten-days-built-up explosion of information. Truth be told, little happened to me that's worth writing about. Yet it was a great break.
Most of the time was spent relaxing. Spent some time with the family for the holidays and with Shanshu just hanging out and being nerds. Spent a couple of nights out. Spent others in...with others.
As to New Year's Eve, it turned out much better than even anticipated. I couldn't write about it much here, as the subject of the plan is a regular reader. Here's the scenario:
There's a group of us old dudes that have/had worked in bars and nightclubs for the better part of a couple of decades. Most of us have moved on to other things, and other priorities. ALL of us have stories for the ages.
The last of a dying breed finally retired. He had worked at the same club as the rest of us, though he had been there the longest...something like 8 years. We were all "entertainers", which for this club, meant a DJ/MC/party starter/dancer-in-clothes-that-we-wouldn't-tell-our-moms-about (I have a whole CD of pictures and a video exists that really shouldn't see the light of day if we ever hope to run for public office).
Anyway...this guy's last night was New Year's Eve. Instead of planning out a big farewell, we faked absence. We all set it up so that he would think we were all going to be out of town. Then, we all pulled out the old gear and moves and showed up before midnight, much to everyone's surprise. What followed, both at the club and after, is worthy of a tell-your-grandchildren story and pictures. But, neither will likely happen. At least until the statute of limitations runs out.
Needless to say, many tears were shed, we proved how important friends and family are, and showed just how out of shape we've all become. It was a plan that was difficult to keep under wraps and, much to our surprise, was executed about as well as one could hope.
I hope that everyone else avoided a New Year's worth writing home about. After all...it couldn't have been THAT fun if you could tell your parents about it.
Happy 2005...errrr...2006.
With vacation comes the inevitable "holy shit, I'm back at work and have to figure out what to catch up on." Now that such a time has come, I'm afraid this post won't be a ten-days-built-up explosion of information. Truth be told, little happened to me that's worth writing about. Yet it was a great break.
Most of the time was spent relaxing. Spent some time with the family for the holidays and with Shanshu just hanging out and being nerds. Spent a couple of nights out. Spent others in...with others.
As to New Year's Eve, it turned out much better than even anticipated. I couldn't write about it much here, as the subject of the plan is a regular reader. Here's the scenario:
There's a group of us old dudes that have/had worked in bars and nightclubs for the better part of a couple of decades. Most of us have moved on to other things, and other priorities. ALL of us have stories for the ages.
The last of a dying breed finally retired. He had worked at the same club as the rest of us, though he had been there the longest...something like 8 years. We were all "entertainers", which for this club, meant a DJ/MC/party starter/dancer-in-clothes-that-we-wouldn't-tell-our-moms-about (I have a whole CD of pictures and a video exists that really shouldn't see the light of day if we ever hope to run for public office).
Anyway...this guy's last night was New Year's Eve. Instead of planning out a big farewell, we faked absence. We all set it up so that he would think we were all going to be out of town. Then, we all pulled out the old gear and moves and showed up before midnight, much to everyone's surprise. What followed, both at the club and after, is worthy of a tell-your-grandchildren story and pictures. But, neither will likely happen. At least until the statute of limitations runs out.
Needless to say, many tears were shed, we proved how important friends and family are, and showed just how out of shape we've all become. It was a plan that was difficult to keep under wraps and, much to our surprise, was executed about as well as one could hope.
I hope that everyone else avoided a New Year's worth writing home about. After all...it couldn't have been THAT fun if you could tell your parents about it.
Happy 2005...errrr...2006.
5 Comments:
It was great seeing you over Christmas, Pizzle!! :)Sounds like you had a fun break!
Glad you had a good break.
You're back! Thank God. I was running out of good reading material :)
You guys are so awesome. Isn't it comforting to know who your friends are?
Sounds great, Pizzle. Mine was nothing to expand on, but not horrible. Glad you are back!
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