Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

My Own Personal Oompa Loompa

There were quite a few memorable moments from our event last night. Two of my favorite:

The staffer who came in and acted like he owned the place, this after asking where the cash machine was. He then came back and asked where his friends ("our entire office was invited") could put their luggage when they arrived. Um, hello....it is a residence, not a hotel. Oh, and his entire office wasn't invited. The Congressman was, not his interns. Sigh. Hillies.

There was an odd little French man who kept wandering the party. He was about 5'2", roundish with white shoulder length wavy hair. He walked up to me at one point and said "As soon as you are out of that (pointing at my boot) you and me, we will go out". Um okay stranger. Turns out he is Georges DeParis, tailor of the US Presidents dating back to LBJ. He was quite charming and entertaining and if he wasn't old enough to be my grandfather I would take him up on that dinner date.
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