Last Day of Silence

Tomorrow, everything changes.

Today, we had our annual efx department Holiday Lunch and gift exchange. We went to Mori's teppan grill, which is always fun to watch the Japanese (or Latino) chefs set a bunch of stuff on fire right in front of your very eyes! James is home sick with strep or something like it.

Finally, we started the gift exchange. Each person chooses a gift or you can choose to steal a gift from someone who already has chosen one. I drew third and opted not to take the dart board from Chyuan because I knew that gift would make it's way around the whole department like a bad rumor. So, I chose a new gift. Turned out to be a collection of Horror B-Movie Action Figures. Cool! But then Peter stole it from me in the next turn. Oh well. So I got to draw again. This time it was scotch. Timely. I was going to buy a bottle for tomorrow to share with whoever needed it. But Simon ended up with it. Actually, he probably needs it more than any of us since he had to put his dog to sleep this morning. Poor guy. And so I drew again and got a reindeer that poops jelly beans.

And so the day will drift along with most of us sleepy from Sapporo or Saki. And into the night where most of us will drift into some other ether from some other ethereal liquid. And then it will be tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we will find out, each of the 800 of us here at Feature, who will have a job and who will not. It's a crap shoot. Good thing I've got Reindeer poop.