to the tune of: Tuxedo Junction by The Glenn Miller Orchestra
...as the red shoulders and back would attest. Funny how you start to notice it sitting still in a chair at work. And, it occurs to me, it might be a problem for swingouts at Swing Central tomorrow night... let's just hope it clears up by then.
The weekend was such a blast though... Friday night a bunch of SCTIers met up for a birthday party at Orme's house in the clouds in SF. Literally. The fog got really dense so we couldn't read the street signs on the way up. Vince got lost on the way, even though he was the one who gave us directions in the first place... go figure. Ohh...so long since I'd had Yebisu. The night ended with South Park and more Naruto Ninja Gekito Taisen, which really needs a shorter name, like, say, "Smash".
Saturday we went on some mad fountain hopping, indocrinating Todd's girlfriend in the tradition by tossing her into the one at Old Union. Making a whirlpool in the fountains is soo much fun... It was warm, it was sunny... and I got burnt. But it was worth it--not only for the joy of the hopping but to see the looks on the tourists' faces as they saw a horde of esteemed Stanford students jumping into fountains brandishing water guns...
Today's trivia: The fountain in front of MemAud with the killer jets is called Tanner Fountain.
...as the red shoulders and back would attest. Funny how you start to notice it sitting still in a chair at work. And, it occurs to me, it might be a problem for swingouts at Swing Central tomorrow night... let's just hope it clears up by then.
The weekend was such a blast though... Friday night a bunch of SCTIers met up for a birthday party at Orme's house in the clouds in SF. Literally. The fog got really dense so we couldn't read the street signs on the way up. Vince got lost on the way, even though he was the one who gave us directions in the first place... go figure. Ohh...so long since I'd had Yebisu. The night ended with South Park and more Naruto Ninja Gekito Taisen, which really needs a shorter name, like, say, "Smash".
Saturday we went on some mad fountain hopping, indocrinating Todd's girlfriend in the tradition by tossing her into the one at Old Union. Making a whirlpool in the fountains is soo much fun... It was warm, it was sunny... and I got burnt. But it was worth it--not only for the joy of the hopping but to see the looks on the tourists' faces as they saw a horde of esteemed Stanford students jumping into fountains brandishing water guns...
Today's trivia: The fountain in front of MemAud with the killer jets is called Tanner Fountain.
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