Last year I was invited to a New Year's Eve party in a gay community. He is a lot of gay friends and often prefers more non-conformist parties.The par...y would have been like anything else if it had not happened to find Jon kissing passionately with another guy. After midnight, I had more talk to Erik, a guy to be a lawyer like mine. I laughed a lot at lawyers jokes, exchanged impressions of various legal things, which made Sorin terrible, so I found myself almost early and Erik and I had not. When the time comes, we can ask Zeke or Ralph to move. If neither of them will, then we’ll have to wait until we have enough revenue in the Eastern Region to support hiring there.”“That sounds reasonable,” I said. “Elyse?”“Cindi has a bit more,” Elyse said.“The way I’m going to do this is by region. When a region can support a new staff member, or an office, then we’ll make that request. The one exception is the on-site support person in California. We can afford it from the standpoint of all. She gave me directions to her apartment and told me to bring a pint of whiskey. Here I went, Jim Bean, brown-bagged, in hand, to her apartment, which was a glorified dorm room on campus. I hadn't ever seen her before and this was in the day before Facebook, so I was somewhat nervous about what would answer the door. I figured that if the door opened and I was confronted by a horrifyingly hideous creature, I could simply walk away. After all, it wasn't as if I knew her or had to work or go to. When that chore was done we lazed around and talked.We had both reached the decision that we’d need to hunt on the long 500-mile ride to Santa Fe, as we’d used more of the supplies than we’d anticipated. We were a little short on meat. Hunting wasn’t a problem, but I was still terrible at skinning and butchering, so Anna would do that part of the job with whatever help I could provide.We also decided we would travel north along the Colorado River, skirting the mountains for a few days before.