Poking head to congratulate Emily (what are you going to teach them in math? And what in science? How exciting!).
Also, happy birthday, bon bon!
[Edit: you chose a very good date to be born in - it's my brother's general birthday date. He's on reserve duty, and the cell phone my parents made him take apparently doesn't have any reception there, so I can't happy-birthday him properly today. I already wished him on his Hebrew date, but I still had a lot of HappyBirthday-ing to do in me, apparently, so thank you for being born several years ago today!]
Happy birthday to bon bon!
Some favorite bon memories:
Her slow reveal of her face on WX, one puzzle piece of a picture at a time.
Meeting her in Chicago for the first time and giving her the low down on law firm bonus practices.
bon's excitement over The Best Haircut Ever.
The advent of bob bob, and his ready willingness to be our philosophical reference resource.
Seeing bon and Emily come down the hall dressed for prom in Chicago looking utterly slinky.
bon getting excited about opening Lightbulbs.
Congratulations Emily!
Hi Nilly!
Happy Birthday bon bon!
I guess I just don't understand the big deal about dropping Pluto from the list of planets. We learned new stuff about the solar system in the 90s and realized Pluto really belongs in another group, what's wrong with updating things?
Oh, thanks! I'm all blushy in my office! Happy birthday to brother-of-Nilly-- may he stay safe.
Because it's a sort of demotion. I mean, poor Pluto. He's already named for a talking, driving dog. Now we demote him? That's just mean. I wouldn't be surprised if he took of for the crab nebula.
And now what will my very excellent mother serve us? Not nine pizzas, that's for damn sure. Noodles? Bah! I don't want no stinking noodles!
Happy birthday bon bon! Enjoy Babbo. That's Batali's place, right?
Hey, Gud!
I just don't understand the big deal about dropping Pluto from the list of planets
It makes him the Jewish-mommy of not-planets: "so, what, you invite me to play, and then decide that you change your mind and you don't want me in your group anymore? Fine. I'll spin here alone. In the dark. And the cold. Really cold. Away from all of you who didn't even want me in the same list like you. See if I care. I'd cry if I had any solids on me that could turn into liquids".
[Edit: thanks, bon, with your excellent birthday date!]
Happy birthday bon bon! Enjoy Babbo. That's Batali's place, right?
Right! I was surprised to find out it had the reputation it does given the fame of the chef (Bobby Flay, ahem) but some people think it has the best food in town. Yay food!
