I telecommuted to the Robot party in NYC last night after Rich drunk dialed and put me on the phone with everyone who was not doing solstice-stlye self-portraits on the bed.
I took my own solstice homage while I yapped to all of you on the phone (sorry if I was shouting in your ear. It was loud there AND here!)
It is no bunch of hibiscus, but I thought nestling with the receiver was a good enough substite.
Wish I could have been there. I went to a dancing party but it was too hot to dance. Everyone just rubbed their drinks on their foreheads and ate freezies.
