We won’t even try to start the morning meeting this close to lunch. There’s a growing sentiment to simply move Happy Hour forward — something more accommodating to deal with the increasing number of interesting, or threatening, meme-streams flowing around. Splash and Rocket thought “ceyo” might mean an inlet or bay, and started their pitch […]

There were some sleepy, baffled-looking people filtering into the conference room this morning. A few of the Boomers admitted they’d slept in their recliners trying to make it to the end of the President’s State of the Union. It was long. It was disciplined. It was predictable. The whiteboard got fuzzy as we tried to […]

The room was restive. Which is to say, the Boomers—whose minor prostate issues have them up early—and some of the Zoomers were trickling in from their parents’ places in Fairfax or Manassas. A few were just returning from their dens in the District. Some had done volunteer shoveling with the Building crew yesterday, and the […]

If you were watching the Games, we were on the Big Screen at the business end of the Conference Room at Socotra House yesterday. There was a reason. Miles claimed he missed the production meeting due to an episode of sleep apnea. We suspect he was curled up in the Transient Suite on the 6th […]

(Sugarland Mail Order Moonshine, office chair and Dragonfire Tree) It was a surprise for the Boomers who trickled in that morning. Based on the messaging streams they were attempting to manage, there was already vigorous discussion about how to finish out the week. Splash was seated languorously at the end of the Conference Table, in […]

Miles was uncharacteristically abrupt at the Morning Meeting. “Something seems about to happen with the Iranians who are threatening to sink aircraft carriers. They’re still talking, though, so we probably won’t have to work too hard on military issues until next week.” He paused. “It is also Ash Wednesday. For the faithful, a time for […]

Miles was wearing a strange costume for a retired Navy Patrol Aviation Captain. Splash was confused, since he was between romances. Rocket and Melissa clearly had plans for a lavish luncheon at 801 Chop House up the road, and the kids—who can’t afford such things—had a plan for chocolate, wine and flowers outside in the […]

Our Section Leader Miles was struggling to get back in the leader’s chair at the North End of the Conference room. Outdoors, the white snow-crete cloak remained, shining bright light into the conference room from the floor-to-ceiling walls on the east side of the building. There is mud where the sledders frolicked in front of […]

Naturally, someone brought up the big cavalry charge when we heard the Vice President was coming to Arlington on the 3rd of March to raise money for the GOP Mid Term elections. We can feel the temperatures rising to start the melt of the snow-crete that has imprisoned us for more than two weeks.. In […]

The south end of the Conference Table rests on stacked cinder blocks. Vic’s recliner failed this morning. It had been his command chair since the move. Getting it out of the apartment and the matching chair repositioned into the office nook became a major operation — one of those logistical campaigns that feels outsized when […]