Today is December 13th, which would’ve been my 11th anniversary at WGA had I stayed. I hope everyone there is happy and healthy. I think of them often during the holidays—some of my favorite holiday parties were held there, and some of my best Secret Santa ideas were born and raised there. My personal favorite will always be Chabraland, the board game based on the life and times of the then-Controller. The game itself was boringly simple, but it wasn’t designed to be competitive—it was a chance to poke fun at every single employee all at once, and be applauded for doing so. It’s just as well that the Secret Santa tradition ended that year, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to top Chabraland.
It’s been awhile since I’ve had the time or motivation to engage in that kind of creativity. I haven’t written any poetic parodies in years, as evidenced by the thick coat of dust on my well-thumbed rhyming dictionary. Perhaps I shall add that to my New Year’s List of Resolutions, right after “Learn something new,” which itself is doing a repeat performance after the success of last year (witness my knitting obsession).
In other news, I’m heading home to beautiful Boston soon, and while I always look forward to my annual pilgrimage, I already miss my cats. They have no clue that soon I’ll be leaving, and their only human contact will be their Auntie K dropping by to feed them. I hope Jack doesn’t spend the whole time hiding under the bed like last year. Someday I’ll be financially secure enough to be able to bring them with me, but this isn’t that day.
That’s it for today, it’s time to get back to work. I’ve been working on the next big exhibition opening in February, and so far I’m really enjoying it. I’m learning a lot about Napoleon and the French Revolution, and it’s making me want to learn more. Anyone know any good books about either of those topics that won’t put me to sleep before the end of the first chapter?
