I'd forgotten how often we saw Magritte (colubra) wrote,
I'd forgotten how often we saw Magritte

Whoooo wannnts PIZZZZZA ROLLLLS????

So let's see. The LA trip continues to be funfilled.
I managed to narrow down the CRM software options to 4, handed that to my boss, who's installed the lot on a server so I can toy with them in a meeting.
Said meeting didn't happen today, which was supposed to be the day I flew back @ 9 PM. No, said meeting is happening on Friday, because the woman he wants to be the other half of the Community Manager post that I'm half-wearing is flying in on Friday and he wants her there for the meeting to chime in with her thoughts.
I do too. This is not a problem to me: if I'd flown back home earlier tonight, I'd've been working from home anyways. This way, I'm still around the office a bit, and get to help in interviewing the woman whom I suspect will likely be my first direct report.

After doing that, I went out for dinner, rather early, with cheezdanish and del_the_psycho. Two lovely ladies: it was a really delightful early-evening of spending time with people whose interests were like mine, whose senses of humor were wonderful, and of attributing intonation of voice to commentary I'd read from both of them repeatedly over the years.
I'm so glad to have met you both in the flesh!

And thus back to the office, where I prodded at this and that a fair bit more, and then went back to the hotel. Shoes and socks off, phone rings and it's the boss who wants to go to my favorite bar in Hollywood- the Cat & Fiddle.

So see, Cat & Fiddle was the bar I hit the first time I visited Hollywood as a grownup. And met up with a bunch of other people who were enthusiasts of a band that'd reformed for a tour (Bauhaus), and were playing down Sunset Boulevard a ways (I'm ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille!). There're several people I met there that I had only chattered with online repeatedly.
That was a lot of fun in '96, and the bar was a lot of fun tonight as well.

Got the drunken boss to his apartment, then walked back to the hotel, wrote this entry, and clicked 'Post to colubra'.

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