something groupy and bondingish

February 5th, 2007 at 2:32 pm by james

aka watching the Superbowl on an array of big screens in the ballroom of the Ritz-Carlton while drinking dirty martinis and eating spicy chicken wings. I do not understand the game. I do not intend to make the time to come to understand the game. Some of the advertisements were good – there was a cracking Snickers ad which had me laughing hard while trying to have a coherent conversation on the phone with Ben.

I had a half-hour conversation with a colleague from Helsinki. When we started talking there were 8 minutes and 50-odd seconds left to play in the third quarter. When we finished talking there were 4 and a half minutes left to play in the third quarter. How can that be?!

They do make a very good martini.

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