partying like its 2000

It's Oracle Open World or whatever its called has SoMa is brimming with techies this week-- so much so some blocks are closed off. Super Master of IT thingamawhatzits and Alert Reader Rick Marshall was back in town last week for some work-related tech goodness and stretched his stay into a long weekend.

We enjoyed much silliness over the weekend, and Rick kicked things off off by inviting me along to a tech/software company's reception/post-User Group party on Potrero Hill. They were launching their US offices or something. I wasn't very clear on the deal. I stopped listening to Rick's invitation at the words "open bar," which sadly turned out to be mediocre margarita's in small plastic cups and room-temperature Coronas. Anyway, it was so very reminiscent of all the launch parties we enjoyed in our late 20s/early 30s during the dot com boom.

The open rows of desks though made the space look like the modern version of the secretarial pool in 9 to 5.

There was also "dinner" that looked more like "turds."

I suppose they were meant to go with these,

which we were calling "rabbit poo tarts."

As a young-ish tech party, there was also the entertainment we had come to expect: high-end video games, bean bag lounges, and, of course, a burlesque silk performer and a little person.

Actually, I'm pretty sure the little person was just a User, but standing so close to the trapeze artist, he lent a certain circus atmosphere to the whole thing.

I'm just sayin'.