No way could these minutes live up to the greatness that was last week, but here goes:
We started out with a whole bunch of shift shifting. People going to the conference in Chicago create scheduling problems.
Hilary advertizes the charms of her shift by saying, "It's a nice shift - no one ever comes in." Bob responds that no one coming in does not make for a nice shift, "unless, maybe, if we were an AIDS clinic."
Bob also suggests the purchase of a WC Harley to go with Jacquie's leather jacket.
It doesn't seem like there are that many people here.
If you want to meet with Bob this week, you must do so before Wednesday; he'll be in Chicago Wednesday through Friday.
Then...we split into groups of five and do a writing exercise. Everyone gets a sheet of loose-leaf and the pages get passed around in a circle, with everyone contributing 5 paragraphs in a story: setting, character, conflict, crisis, and resolution. My group's stories involved a city in Eastern Chile, Ezra and Andrew Boone dropping microbe slides, residence hall yeti, and a "scrimshaw cooliba."
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