When in Rome

So there's an awful lot going on in with my job. For starters, our Benefit Dinner tomorrow night, which we expect to generate 500+ mover-and-shaker attendees. I've formed a sort of crush on this woman I've been corresponding with--you know, a nonsexual "SHE'S SOOO COOL!" sort of crush--so I asked to be placed at her table. My wish was granted, and in addition to Ms. K (hint: think sexy American president; moon; unfortunate trip to Dallas), I'll be sitting with a number of other high-profile guests, including the president/CEO of a tree-logging company. To which I say: DOWN WITH TREES!

And that is why they pay me the big money.
(I'm so excited.)