Bob = “Plus 1″
Thursday, December 22nd, 2005I stopped in at another Christmas party last night but didn’t stay long. Again, I
was a "plus 1" but I don’t mind the title
I’m pretty sure the guy throwing the party was a member of some sort of Russian Mafia….or maybe my imagination was just going a little crazy on me.
The guy’s place was unreal and more than half the people there were speaking in Russian. It was quite an interesting mix of folks but it was nice. Thankfully I found a little bit of common ground talking about hockey…Russians seems to know their hockey-talk
The Detroit-Russian? Ivana Rip-your-car-off [bad joke I know, but don't shoot the messenger]
The Food Table was not what I expected. It was all Sushi and fresh fish type things…not what I would expect at a Christmas Party thrown by Russians. Come to think of it, i’m not sure what I thought would be there. Hmm… About the only real Russian thing going on where these super tall shots of straight Vodka. [Side Note: I really enjoy the sound of the Russian Language....it reminds me of The Hunt for Red October]
Let’s see….today? I need to get a hair cut. It feels like i’m wearing a mop on my head.
No major plans for the holidays…I’ll be hanging with my dog Ivan (the Italian Greyhound with the Russian name) and I was invited by a gal and her friend to come down (with my dog) to Laguna for brunch. That sounds like a plan. Ivan is not really an aquatic dog but he likes the sunshine.








