I hadn’t heard from Mike for about a week. I assumed he went away with his partner for the holiday. Yesterday he sent me a text: “I’m engaged”. It’s been radio silence ever since. I wonder if there will be a prenup.
Archive for December, 2014
Tom and Sheila hosted a solstice party on Sunday night. As usual, their party was a lot of fun. Devil’s Food catered most of the food. The shrimp and pork belly skewers were beyond delicious. The booze flowed all night. The guys enjoyed cigars on the terrace while huddled around the chiminea. A musician sat at the Steinway and banged out a mix of the blues and holiday tunes. Mame was holding court in family room with a small group of guests enjoying the warmth of the fireplace. The party was a small intimate crowd of interesting people from the arts and various professions.
Mame invited me to a Christmas Eve gathering thrown by a friend and to her house on Christmas. Mame and her husband, Jim, throw their doors open to anyone who is in town on Christmas day.
On Monday, I talked with my mother about my options for visiting. Amazingly, I could get frequent flier seats on United and arrive on Christmas morning, or drive, and arrive late Friday night. My mother asked me not to travel as she would rather I visit in late spring or early summer. She didn’t have to tell me twice. I’m now off the hook for visiting but have no plans for the holiday. I guess I’ll be spending time with Mame and Jim.
On an unrelated topic, I was going to see Ricky Ricardo for the second time tonight but he cancelled due to a cold. I think we’ll get together after Christmas.
I finally made it to Auntie Mame’s show last night. I was pleasantly surprised at quality of the work and the presentation. Auntie Mame does mosaics which can often be kitschy and border more on craft than art. Her expertly executed mosaics displayed a creative color palate and were exquisitely framed. Auntie Mame is clearly a talented and gifted artist.
I saw Kara’s Range Rover parked in front of her gallery but she was nowhere in sight, which, in a way, was a good thing. I didn’t need to get distracted as I wanted to take in a few gallery shows before they closed.
I made the gallery rounds (Santa Fe Street, Navajo Street and RiNo) but only saw one other show that struck a chord. Pirate is showing works by two Denver based Mongolian painters, Tsogo Mijid and Ganbaatar Choimbol. The artists received their initial training in Mongolia which explains some of the images in their work. I was drawn to a number of paintings in the show but I need to exercise some restraint when it comes to buying art. I think these guys are two artists to keep an eye on. It was good to see some diversity in local art community.
There’s a group show at Spark which has some great works by Joyce Coco, Leo Franco, Kate McGuinness and Debra Jang to name a few. Ice Cube also has a group show with a number of great works. My favorite was a small painting by Karen Roehl whose work I have admired for a while.
It was a quick romp through the galleries which got me home before ten. The galleries were empty given most people were probably celebrating at holiday parties. I’ll be on art hiatus until January.
Mr. N, the new neighbor across the street, popped over yesterday to tell me they will be visiting family in Tokyo and Kuala Lumpur for the next two weeks. Mr. N asked me to wheel their trash bin to the curb on trash day. Mr. N showed his appreciation by giving me two tickets to a Nuggets’ game in an envelope.
I opened the envelope this morning to check the date of the game only to discover the 5th row tickets cost $160.00 each. I was stunned by the generous gift. I had no idea basketball tickets were so expensive. I don’t follow the Nuggets so I’ve never been to a game. I guess I’m out of touch with the cost of professional sporting event tickets. I only go when I’m given tickets since I’d rather spend my money on other forms of entertainment. Mr. N also included a free parking pass which was the crowing jewel on the gift. I just need to find a pal to go with me.
The senior leadership team finally woke up and realized the group I work in has been downsized to point of being inefficient. There are days I have nothing to do because of process bottlenecks. I’m under contract so I get paid regardless if I have anything to do. The company is bringing back contactors whose contracts were cancelled along with a couple of employees who took a voluntary separation package.
Miss Z is back on short term contract. She is probably one of the most intelligent people I have ever met in the workforce. The problem is she knows it and can often be condescending and rude. Julie, a former employee, is back as a contractor. She’s the second most intelligent person I have worked with. Julie is kind and compassionate which makes her a dream to work with. Nasty Nann, another former employee, is back as a contractor. I’m guessing her new career raising poultry did go well. I’m hoping Nann has a new attitude or else she will reclaim her title as biggest bitch in the office. That’s a title that’s remained unassigned since Nann left. Finally, the Russian is back under a new contract as a software engineer. He’s like the bumbling professor. He often gets confused and makes a lot of mistakes but he’s easy to get along with.
Help has arrived just in time for the department to close down for week during the holidays. The senior executives may have awaken but their timing sucks.
An email from Lena popped into my inbox today. We’ve had no contact for months. It wasn’t a personal email as it was addressed to “everyone” and had an extensive distribution list. The email announced a Kickstarter campaign to fund a line dog toys the manufacturing company Lena co-owns wants to launch. Really? No contact for months and you want me to pledge money to support your company. If she had called and shared her business plan I may have been willing help. I wish her the best but I’m passing.
Charles, an artist who sold me a few paintings, invited me to a holiday cocktail party on Saturday night. I convinced Fritz to go as my plus one in case the party was a dud. The evening turned out to be blast. I ran into Peter, an artist I follow, and his girlfriend, Holly. Peter just got picked up by Walker Fine Art and will part of the January opening. There was an interesting mix of young professionals and artists. The guests included a guy who makes custom pinball machines, a sculptor, a fashion photographer, a food stylist, owners of a high-end mid-century furniture store, a woodworker, a PR maven, a female long distance runner and a couple of engineers. The food was tasty and the liquor flowed all night. I only knew four of the guests but everyone was warm and friendly. I had interesting conversations all night. I enjoyed meeting new people from different walks of life. It was a most entertaining evening. Charles and his wife know how to host a great party.