Was a hard night at Morseland — a party of 8 and a party of 20 that turned into 30. But all was handled well, and I’m constantly learning that nothing is ever as big a deal as I think it is…. Ever. And the after work made it so much worth it — Phil came in around 8PM and I didn’t have a second to talk to him at all, but he stuck it out, and other folks came in that he was talking to and by the time I was cut at 11, a bunch of my friends were around…. Good stuff.
Today’s photo: Phil.
