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[edit: forgot my footnotes!]

Here at the Mad Scientists' Home, we have taken to renting out our spacious, well-rigged auditorium from time to time as the NIH aren't nearly the sugar daddies they used to be and, well, Mad Science ain't cheap, nor is a shiny new mortgage.

This morning, and afternoon, we're pimping out to some venture capitalists with whose name, Gentle Readers, I shall not burden you. They wanted a pet IT lackey, and the tips must be nice, because my manager has been in there, as their lackey, since seven this morning.

The Bay Area's plutocracy, naturally, moves on its stomach. Being plutocrats, they can afford a most excellent breakfast spread, and being the Bay Area, it's primarily reasonably healthy stuff: a full bagel & lox tray (yes, with capers), bitty quiches, sausage, some sort of rolled omelette logs, berries, fruit, and yogurt, and so on.

At quarter of nine, I enter, accompanied by a Mad Scientist/Knitter*, who wonders who you have to know to get a piece of that.

As I round the receptionist's desk, I find out. The early crew of Administration (your Purchasing, Accounting, usw) is flocking, en masse towards the spread.

It is the honor and privilege of the Administrative Staff to clean up leftovers from such buffet presentations.

I drop off anla-shok, my humble Powerbook G4, and come about to join them.

"We shall fall upon it like ravens!" I declared with good cheer amidst the happily babbling, mildly orderly, throng.

"Shh!" hissed someone who cared.

"We shall fall upon it like very quiet ravens," I amended, as I loaded up my plate for Second Breakfast.

This is the second day in a row that the wolves have left us a nice kill: yesterday, a vendor show came with an embarrassment of small burritos, quesadillas, chips, salsa, and guacamole, and lo, it was both Lunch and Afternoon Tea.

The fruit usually disappears last; I shall have to see if I cannot also procure Elevensies from yon carcass...

-- Lorrie

* - She had a fresh new pair of socks on her DPN's, in a lovely sage heather wool. A bit scratchy when knit up, but we expect it to soften in the wash.

- usw is short for und so weiter, which German for et cetera, and therefore we have had our Inevitable Dash of Pretension for the morning with a trilingual sentence, woohoo. 8-)
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