A good friend, let's call her Scully, invited me to the German Ambassador's house last night to attend a dinner party in honor of the German Foreign Minister. I knew it would be fancy... but man! Fancy Schmancy. People on stilts, a stage in the middle of the yard with live bands, Ambassadors, Ministers and cameras everywhere. A couple of years ago, I might have been uncomfortable in such an environment, but last night, I had a great time. Thanks Scully! Come on down to the BPPS anytime.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Rubbing Elbows
A good friend, let's call her Scully, invited me to the German Ambassador's house last night to attend a dinner party in honor of the German Foreign Minister. I knew it would be fancy... but man! Fancy Schmancy. People on stilts, a stage in the middle of the yard with live bands, Ambassadors, Ministers and cameras everywhere. A couple of years ago, I might have been uncomfortable in such an environment, but last night, I had a great time. Thanks Scully! Come on down to the BPPS anytime.
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