I've been a major blog slacker. I apologize for this. Anyways...
Last week was the Museum's annual xmas party.
It was actually surprisingly tame.
Me and Elvis sitting on the van bench that is occasionally, inexplicably, outside the Kress entrance.
Ugly sweater contest.
I got third place.
There were only 3 competitors.
A few people actually liked the hideous sweater I was wearing.
uck. bad taste much. It's actually hairy with ribbony things dangling off of it
if you could see up close.
Then the karaoke started...
Drs Rose and Monge kicked off with "Having my Baby".
Monge pulled a stuffed monkey out of her jacket at the end,
which is funny because she's a physical anthropologist (philadelphians may be interested to know that she is the one that identified the victims of the MOVE firebombing).
Steve and I with an incredibly out of sync rendition of
"Time of My Life"- the dirty dancing song.
He refused to recreate the triumphant "lift" scene at the end of the song. boo.
Cute little Miles really wanted to sing too.
And by time the 1st keg was kicked...
"Endless Love". Brave Kevin. Brave.
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