People who like to come to my neighborhood without actually seeing me (and you know who you are, and I know who you are) should swing by the Castro Street Fair on Sunday.
Why?
(I hope there will be management parables.)
I’m enjoying the World of Wonderment website, not least because one of the blurbs on the site promises “to create whimsical memories for you are your loved ones.” I think it was supposed to be “for you OR your loved ones,” but I like it this way.
In spite of the enormous “CAKE WALK” on the site, I don’t think there will be an actual cake walk at the street fair. Sad. There is nothing better than a cake walk. For very minimal public humiliation, you walk away with an entire cake. It’s hard to imagine what could beat that. I mean, an oral sex walk would be much more difficult to share with friends, and a stack-o-cash walk might be in trouble if the wind picked up.
Hm, I wonder if we can work a cake walk into our wedding? I wonder if this is the best idea I have ever had?
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