i’ve been meaning to post this picture. actually, i’ve been meaning to update this blog. but i suppose if i had lots of time to post pictures and update the blog then the startup thing would maybe not be doing so well.
so, here i am, insomniac’d after finishing a draft of the board mtg deck…finally, finally posting this picture. it’s from december, when we had our first official true/slant festivus lunch. there were 9 of us, total: 4 on staff, the new guy who was just about to start, and 4 contractors. in case you want to play along, here’s the invite i sent out:
on thursday, 12/18 please come and dine
at 12:45 — we should be on time
we’ll have tapas and maybe…maybe some wine
(i’m not really sure since we’re on a tight dime)
at Boqueria we’ll be festive and fine
don’t worry, we won’t be speaking in rhyme
but we will celebrate how our lives intertwine
and toast to all things true/slant divine
so off we went to Boqueria for tapas and wine in the afternoon. of course, we had a surprise quick visit from one of our investors just before the lunch. that’s always good. not only are we cutting out in the afternoon, but we’re going to have a pseudo-holiday party. excellent timing. we got to show the investors just how we’re managing the startup schedule and the funding. high5.
anyway, back to the picture. i don’t like eggs. not in the i-don’t-mind-them kind of way. i reaallly do not like them. so much so that a friend once put a nekked hard-boiled egg on my computer keyboard as a “joke.” funny it was not. i still remember the quaking shock and fear when i walked in and saw that slippery slimy smelly shiny e-g-g casually resting on my keyboard. i’d say i’m exaggerating but i’m not so much. gloved removal and disinfectant was involved.
so when the quail eggs with bacon were served, we had to capture the moment. i was very brave and allowed them on the table near me. and i’m pretty sure the yolks followed my every move. but i survived. because that’s what it takes to make it in the startup world.
egg-free updates to come: union square office one day, the (shoe)box office the next…