* Wait Wait Don't Tell Me making a joke about the workplace health & safety concerns related to the sorts of kinky sex dungeons made by suburban husbands with something to prove. Which necessitated an immediate call to ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
norabombay.
* Purple's old team collecting for lunch in my lobby, and laughing at our flipbooks from 2013.
* Lockpicking with Mr. Zune and Eryn.
* Lockpicking with handcuffs.
* Mr. Moose's example of times to not shim handcuffs (arrest by properly trained law enforcement) and to do so (embarrassing situation involving pink fluffy handcuffs).
* I need to look up that security chat about electronic locks.
* Muttering about shenanigans (and helpdesk software) with lb.
* Arming lb for chocolate-based diplomacy.
* Getting clarification on some of the vaguely inexplicable helpdesk ticket choices, like the closing of tickets which don't have fixes live yet. (Closing a ticket when the fix is planned but not live? Not reassuring.)
* Being safe enough in Purple's presence to make the incipient claustrophobia/agoraphobia attack go away.
* SARA BAREILLES.
* My workplace, collectively, never gets to whistle during a song again. Under orders from Sara. (We may whistle individually. But not collectively. It was *that bad*.)
* Mr. Sub-tle announcing the next Workplace Fun Shenanigans:
Mr. S: "Do you want to know?"
Crowd: "YES!"
Mr. S: "Do you reeeeeally want to know?"
Crowd: "YES!!"
Single, but carrying, voice slightly out of sync, into the silence: "Yes, dammit!"
Crowd: *uproarious laughter*
Purple: *grinning proudly at source of out-of-sync voice*
* Bizarre mental image time: Marilyn Manson, doing a Halloween concert, with the Muppets, of songs which have been hilariously Muppetized. Thoughnorabombay suggests that Ozzy would be a much better choice, as he has reached the "this is the field in which I grow my fucks" stage of life.
* Crowd-surfing muppets.
* Ways not to crowd-surf: hope to get lukewarm audience revved up by crowdsurfing, dive off stage, watch audience part below you. Oh, Ohio.
* Really thoroughly bizarre news which may affect future bits of 2nd Thursdays.
* Purple being very sweetly apologetic about how long dinner with R took.
* Various hilarity with Nora.
* Not exploring the deeper details of certain headspaces and their similarity to the headspace that lets me evade the phobia-based freakout.
Tomorrow:
Really, all I need to do is put on clothes and grab bags. Everything else is basically ready. Once I hit work, I print the packets.
norabombay. * Purple's old team collecting for lunch in my lobby, and laughing at our flipbooks from 2013.
* Lockpicking with Mr. Zune and Eryn.
* Lockpicking with handcuffs.
* Mr. Moose's example of times to not shim handcuffs (arrest by properly trained law enforcement) and to do so (embarrassing situation involving pink fluffy handcuffs).
* I need to look up that security chat about electronic locks.
* Muttering about shenanigans (and helpdesk software) with lb.
* Arming lb for chocolate-based diplomacy.
* Getting clarification on some of the vaguely inexplicable helpdesk ticket choices, like the closing of tickets which don't have fixes live yet. (Closing a ticket when the fix is planned but not live? Not reassuring.)
* Being safe enough in Purple's presence to make the incipient claustrophobia/agoraphobia attack go away.
* SARA BAREILLES.
* My workplace, collectively, never gets to whistle during a song again. Under orders from Sara. (We may whistle individually. But not collectively. It was *that bad*.)
* Mr. Sub-tle announcing the next Workplace Fun Shenanigans:
Mr. S: "Do you want to know?"
Crowd: "YES!"
Mr. S: "Do you reeeeeally want to know?"
Crowd: "YES!!"
Single, but carrying, voice slightly out of sync, into the silence: "Yes, dammit!"
Crowd: *uproarious laughter*
Purple: *grinning proudly at source of out-of-sync voice*
* Bizarre mental image time: Marilyn Manson, doing a Halloween concert, with the Muppets, of songs which have been hilariously Muppetized. Though
norabombay suggests that Ozzy would be a much better choice, as he has reached the "this is the field in which I grow my fucks" stage of life. * Crowd-surfing muppets.
* Ways not to crowd-surf: hope to get lukewarm audience revved up by crowdsurfing, dive off stage, watch audience part below you. Oh, Ohio.
* Really thoroughly bizarre news which may affect future bits of 2nd Thursdays.
* Purple being very sweetly apologetic about how long dinner with R took.
* Various hilarity with Nora.
* Not exploring the deeper details of certain headspaces and their similarity to the headspace that lets me evade the phobia-based freakout.
Tomorrow:
Really, all I need to do is put on clothes and grab bags. Everything else is basically ready. Once I hit work, I print the packets.
