And that's why my gym shorts smell like smoked salmon

[da]

Yesterday, I woke up a bit early, determined that Snowpocalypse had not closed our university, got ready for work and spent some time with d., who was leaving for a conference [1], hiked through the snow to the nearest express bus, with a quick detour to pick up a chunk of smoked salmon for my breakfast bagels, just caught the bus, and made it to work in excellent time.

At which point I discovered that the salmon, which I had already noticed smelling awesome, also transferred some of that awesome smell to my gloves and the coat-pocket I had briefly put the salmon bag into.

Which happened to also contain my gym shorts, because on Wednesday I had a physio appointment and she wanted me to wear shorts.

And after work, I bussed downtown to the Art Gallery, which was hosting a Groundhog Day party [2], and in answering email from someone suggesting I pack earplugs for Thursday night's concert, I was pleased to reply that I did have earplugs on me; in fact they were in the pocket containing the smoked salmon, not the pocket with my gym shorts (as I had put the salmon in the other pocket, while I was putting on my gloves).

[1] in Florida, and I'm happy he made it, because it would be awful and ironic to miss a February trip to Florida because of a snowstorm. [3]

[2] Have you ever gone to a Groundhog Day party? Me neither, figured I would check it out. Plus, catered reception, and free visit to the art gallery, which I hadn't visited in a few years.

[3] even a work trip.

Comments

[zalena.livejournal.com]

Ground Hog day party? Awesome! What was it like?

[da-lj.livejournal.com]

On the whole, not my scene. Though the caterer made really neat complicated appetizers, which turned out to all be vegan, which was probably the nicest part of the evening.

I didn't know anybody there, plus a major theme seemed to be staring at the projection-wall where they were playing tweets about people discussing the party. We were invited to put our twitter-name on our name-tag. I chatted with a few people, but wandered away to look at the current exhibits at the gallery, and when I came back, it still wasn't my scene so I went off to get a late dinner. ;)

[zalena.livejournal.com]

A meta-party. Never as good as the real thing. ;)

[zalena.livejournal.com]

At the hospital there was a tradition involving carrying around a giant plastic prairie dog, which was blessed and showered with gifts for good luck during the coming year.

[beartalon.livejournal.com]

I could have had more fun if they smelled like smoked sausage, but salmon it is!

Sounds like a fun day. We've been holed up here looking at the snow, and I've been working too much again.