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"Now is the winter of our incredible discomfort!"
There was some guy, standing on a podium a little way away, shouting.
He was also throwing hamburgers at people.
Which was making things uncomfortable, certainly, especially for the vegetarians.
It had to be said that it wasn't especially winter-like -- there was a delightful breeze across the lawn, birds singing in the background, someone was playing a lute, for pete's sake. But, then, the speaker was throwing hamburgers, so you probably weren't going to stop and point out that a small portion of his speech was, technically, inaccurate.
Things got really interesting when the other person arrived throwing jelly worms. She was wearing a long, flowing skirt, not quite Earth Motherish, but sort of fringe. Like if she accidentally knocked over a shelf full of patchouli oil in a shop, then fell in a puddle of muck outside the shop, and then, when rolling out of the puddle of muck, rolled into a pile of hair cuttings from a hair salon she'd have crossed the line.
Of course, how much more interesting it got she never found out, as she was sensibly-inclined, and left when she saw signs of interesting things to come.
This generally kept life quite happy for her and all her kin, who tended to follow her wherever she went, which was odd.
disclaimer:
The whole office is feeling better this week, I have to report.
Which I'm sure you're all just pleased to pieces to hear.
Nothing else of much to note.
Except that we're moving our main office, in London, to California.
Los Gatos, here we come.
Yes, we probably will tell you about this in the coming week.
Try to enjoy your week, even though you may be sitting on the edge of your seat the entire time.
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