Businesses throw a holiday bash for their employees come Christmas time. It is tradition that exists in corporations of all size across America. Time to tell your peeps that they deserve to stretch out and have booze on the company's dime. This once. So it was with my employer that hosted its annual event in a contemporary art museum in the city. The rains were upon us so it was a mist covered evening as I stepped out of the BART (our local transit with a meager 40 miles of operable track) to make my way to the festivities. Not sure if any arriving attendees (many from work) were high strung that night but some of the hosts assigned to drink duty were. Literally. The audience was greeted with two acrobats in mid air wrapped in silk scarves dangling from the ceiling. And they had champagne bottles in their hand whereupon they attempted to pour some of it out to passerbys below. It was a spectacle. Not being a fan of the bubbly mys...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!