Fuck! No, seriously!

Okay, so I'd just concluded some important business and I was doing up my belt. As I was pulling it tight, there was a "Poik!" sound and the cross-piece on the end of the buckle flew free, sailing gracefully in a small arc to land in the toilet.

The auto-flush toilet.

Which was flushing.

Because I had just concluded some business.

Other pieces of the belt buckle landed on the floor around me as well. I picked them up so that they wouldn't end up a tripping/choking hazard for my co-workers, but without the cross-piece the belt is now just a fancy leather strap.

So, uh, fuck. I guess there is some belt-shopping in my future.

Year In Pictures: 2010/09/21 - Off-site meetings

We put this on our calendars as a "data gathering session" and wandered down to Starbucks for some off-site networking. I was showing off how I could snap a picture and upload it immediately since Starbucks had free wifi.



The pumpkin latte was pretty tasty too.
( Yesterday's shot was another picture of the elusive Jaws. )