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| It was that time of year again! Boccefest 2009!!! After a solid year of not practicing, ArrivéBocce! managed our best tournament record ever! (mainly due to our awesome shirts, yup yup) Mike and I started off with a point by point game against the Bocce Bikers. Sadly, we had a rough round where we gave up 4 points, and after that we just couldn't recover. Honestly, I think this was a good strategy because we then rocked the "Loser's Bracket" for four games straight, taking down Crab Balls, Drunken Debocchery, and Mingo Tossers (and one more but I'm not sure their name - suffice it to say it is some witty wordplay on bocce, pallinos or balls). We've never played more than 4 games in a row so by our 6th game against Marebocce Band I was pretty tired and the dessert table was singing my name. I had to get me some Butterfinger trifle! The weather was cooperative, though a little humid. There was a misting station this year, 10 full sized lanes, along with the catered BBQ lunch (still my fave!), beer station and more tents than ever. Kudos to Aimee for the registration process - this year each team got their pictures taken and put up on the team board. We didn't go to the beach (/sadface) but will make it up with a trip to San Diego in October. So our lifetime record is now 8-6, which has put us #9 in the standings. GO GO TOP TEN!!!  
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| I got a promotion. Way ahead of schedule but I'll take it. Toot Toot. | | |
| Marie, Ilka and I had dinner at Craigie On Main to celebrate Marie's recent new job acquisition and my promotion (comon Ilka get on board with the rest of us). It was a decent affair though rather pricey, but all in all a good time. What really made the place stand out is what happened afterwards. We reserved our table through Opentable.com. I've used the site many times before and never really payed attention to the survey they send you afterwards. Marie had made the reservation so she put in rather lengthy comments regarding the disapointment over the different menu between bar and dining room and the inadequacy of the veal. I'm not sure if they paid attention to us due to the amount of money we spent that night (those damn drinks add up!) or her comments, but the owner actually wrote back and told her to come back with a printout of the email and we would get a complimentary entree! I'm filling out those surveys a little more carefully from now on... | | |
| I was at my doctor's office the other day for my usual yearly check up when I noticed she had two covers of Entertainment Weekly and one of the Improper Bostonian framed on her wall. All three featured Office ditz girl, Kelly Kapoor. I thought to myself, huh, either this woman is a obsessive fan or they are related. I eyed my doctor closely as she rambled through her usual questions ("How much coffee do you drink a day? Do you smoke? Do you drink?"). The resemblance was surely there. It could be. Maybe. I was about to ask when she quickly gave me a paper smock to change into and ushered me into an examination room. The moment was lost to blood draws and ahem, other specimen withdrawals. But then, as always, the subject turned to kids and I hate having that conversation with her because she gets onto her soapbox about how family is so important and no one will take care of you when you're old except your children when suddenly she started talking about how her son is in a MBA program now and her daughter lives in LA and is a head writer for a tv show.
"Have you ever heard of it? The Office? She is the head writer and stars on the show too."
I was like holy shit really? And while she went on and on about how great it is that she has two kids who she knows will take care of her in her old age, I kept thinking "I need to call Mike and tell him this one" (and also I was freezing - the AC was on high and I was still only in a paper smock!). At work I kept wanting to tell people but most of my team doesn't watch the Office, so the story was lost on them. So I guess I'll just settle with blogging about it to internetspace.
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