adam and soni got married on saturday, august 27! first, though, some other summer happenings from where we left off..
friday, july 29: all of the young people at work visited our other coworker/buddy who a few weeks prior went through a rough accident. now five months later you look at him and would never know anything happened. which is a good thing, recovery—props to him for getting better. i met out-of-towners josh and enzo that night at a friend of a friend’s apartment, the largest apartment i’d ever seen in new york—oh to have space. tyler helped organize this big gay wedding ceremony that saturday—pop up chapel. it was cool to see and tyler was really into it so friends are supposed to support friends, right? i also met his now-boyfriend for the first time there, and then dave holmes bought us all beers. how 5 months can be both a short time (“wow your accident was just 5 months ago? you seem great.”) and a long time (“wow you’ve been dating daniel for 5 months now? it seems like only last weekend you were [redacted] with that [redacted] at [redacted].”).
friday, august 5: we had a going-away party for aydin at work—inside park at st. bart’s is a fun little outdoor venue for the warmer months. the office saw six people leave in my first year—25% attrition sounds high but i think that’s par for the consulting course. at the book of mormon ticket lottery the next afternoon i met two strangers. none of us won tickets so we decided to spend the rest of the day together. that was a nice data point to support my romanticism of meeting people organically. of course, though, both were just visiting new york and outside of facebook i’ll never see them again.
thursday, august 11: the office goes on an annual boat cruise around new york. it’s one of those touristy-sounding things that ends up being very cool. camera phone pictures do absolutely no justice to the views, particularly of lower manhattan at dusk. that weekend mike came to town. a bunch of his friends from home were around so i tagged along. lots of places i had never been—the randolph (meh), peels (meh brunch but great homemade ketchup and cool little drinks), the beer garden under the north end of the high line (the bro watching was extraordinary), red bench (the darkest bar ever), and blue ribbon sushi (good though the highlight was after dinner finding a four-foot african-type wood carving in the trash outside).
oops, no more space for adam and soni..
