Dusty doesn’t just start stuff, she PLANS to start stuff before she starts stuff.
See, that’s a sign of a real people manager. You plan, you get your people to work that plan, you punch a guy in the head to mark the start of the plan…
We all know that the spontaneous games are just as good- sometimes more spectacular- than the regularly scheduled programming. Except for that bowling ball ping pong thing that Them Duke Boys tried to get started. That was just a bad idea. I’m sure that the ambulance will be back soon enough though, and that little guy’s hand will eventually be just fine. Dunno about his foot. That looked bad.
By the way- it’s my birthday today! All you ‘Mericans grill something meaty over the weekend in celebration. Wave flags and have some watermelon, for heaven’s sake. Also, where it will not cause injury or loss of property, and where it is entirely and clearly legal to do so, please shoot off a colorful and attractive firework. I’ll take it as a compliment for my latest circuit around the sun.
If you got someone like Kelly around, by all means, let him do the structural thinking. Just don’t be surprised when he either takes over, or leaves for greener pastures and you can’t do without him. That kinda thing happens, you know, Dusty!
But like any advice, you can find a circumstance that recommends the opposite good advice to whatever good advice you have otherwise. “Two Heads Are Better Than One” leaps to mind, here.
Durnell might need another head to help his out, don’t you think?
Whose head do you suppose he should look for?
As the night draws in, Hubris is getting cagey.
When everyone is looking for you, though, where do you go?
And when you’ve got an event to announce, where do you go?!
Ya go to the mic.
Kara said she needed to talk to somebody. I guess she was just being methodical deciding who it was she’d talk to?
What’s nice, of course, is that the last person she decided to talk to is an expert in such things, and had wine. It would have been difficult on Kara to have to circle back to someone else as the best choice.
Or start talking to utter strangers, hoping that they had wine. THOSE conversations get weird.
This popping-of-the-bubblewrap had to have been going on before we see it here. I mean, how could you NOT?
Some people run beautifully. If you tie them to someone else, though, the two of them would each, I think, run half as beautifully.
You’ve heard of exponential curves, right?
Sorry for the delay. I changed my production schedule and my brain doesn’t ‘get’ the new flow.
Things in the bouncy castle got entertaining! Poor children got all traumatized, then calmed down, then got all traumatized all over again.
Not sure how traumatized Bob is. He’s vague about how weirded out he may or may not be.
I imagine that running a festival of any kind would be like trying to do your taxes in a high wind on a hot day.
Eventually, you just use your own sweat to hold things together.
To be honest, the only cardboard kayak events I know about were staged in swimming pools.
That’s probably a very good, safe, normal, fun idea.
Maybe I should have written a pool into the Hubris storyline at some point in the last nine years.
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But I didn’t.
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