Scribe has learned a completely predictable lesson from these minutes--that being if he waits three weeks to look at his notes, he might as well have not been there in the first place. The upshot: Scribe will come across as if he "has two brain cells, and one's waving the other goodbye." In other words, these minutes will, as the intelligentsia like to say, suck.
Notwithstanding, this does give an opportunity to type out, verbatim, the notes that were taken during the meeting--worth a chuckle in and of themselves:
- Oggling broker
- Gonorrhea of the mouth
- Mr. Potatohead with two noses
- Diablo Rojo in charge
- I have two brain cells, and one's waving goodbye to the other
- Being a bad jew
- Negotiate the menu
And in closing, the Table 14 mantra for the week is: That's my bush!
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