A Week Without Ping Pong
In a marked departure from the past many weeks, not a sound of ping pong was heard at our yellow house in the Alameda. Yeah, it’s been that kind of week. Troy is working his poor fingers raw pounding out chapters to his book (deadline: Sunday night), and Michael has been grinding it out at Box while all the Stanford folks hunkered down for finals week. Rishabh was taking some much deserved time off to India, but Joseph was back in the office this week so that helped a lot. On Wednesday we had our going away lunch for Dustin and Sara, our group’s interns for the past six months. We’ll have a new batch of interns (two from NC State!) in January.
On Wednesday I caught up with Brent over drinks at the Wine Bar in downtown Palo Alto, and Amit joined us later after attending a conference in Mountain View earlier that evening. On Thursday, Lux sent out a note saying that to celebrate his last final of the quarter he was headed to the Nuthouse. I ended up getting there at 11:30pm (looong day at the office, yeah) and had a good time with him and some classmates, plus Saumya from Econetix with whom Lux is working on some cool stuff. On Friday, Dan invited me to his “Hanukkah” party, which I put in air quotes because in addition to latkes and dreidals there was also plenty of bacon, pork ribs, and shrimp to go around. Dan was wearing this giant dreidal on a chain, a watermelon yarmulka, and a bathrobe with a menora stitched on the back. Hehe.
So I was getting home after 1am the last three nights, which is a little late (even for us) for ping pong. Taking it easy today, then will go up for brunch and maybe apartment hunting up in the City tomorrow. It finally started raining over here, so we’ll see how long I end up staying up. Heisman Trophy ceremony tonight, hoping for a Toby Gerhart win but will be fine if Ingram gets it (he’s in the championship game after all) and it’d be a just world if Suh gets it instead.