The Dance

Tuesday was pretty cool. We had the Google Dance. This meant we had everyone at Google partying from about 6:30 until 11pm. Pretty swanky. So many kegs of beer. Lots of cases of wine. Loads of smart people. Fun fun fun. They turned the main cafe into a club. They had the lights, the DJ, they even had a little roped off section with the low white leather couches. Pretty cool. At the beginning they had a really good music selection (even some of the new Thom Yorke), but it got quite clubby as the evening wore on. The last song they played was "My Humps". Fuck. I hate that song. I'd rather sing "Toxic".

I have gotten to the point where I can't drink most bottled beer. It's just not good anymore. So many pale ales (which I used to like) smell like puke. And it's not like I had a terrible puke-orific night with pale ale. Ever since Thayer pointed it out at Rogue's (brewery/restaurant), I haven't been able to really enjoy it. Sigh. I miss Seattle beer. I'll have to go on a beer tour when I get back....