Sunday, November 06, 2005 :::
What started out as a simple company-wide training-session/happy-hour on how to use our new Blackberry cell phones ended with me at a downtown club, over-imbibed, drenched in sweat, dancing to Guns n' Roses Welcome to the Jungle with one of my project managers.
A lot of the evening is hazy, but my most vivid memory involves me on the dance floor, thrusting my fist skyward (to the beat of course), and repeatedly yelling "punch it, punch it, punch it!" with every forceful thrust.
Even worse, my rowdy friends were also in attendance. So by the end of the evening, my pal T-Bone had licked my boss' shaved head, thrown up in the alley, and forcefully invented something called a "Dan Sandwich" which is basically just a very awkward group hug with Dan in the middle.
All walls between professional and private life are hereby demolished.
::: posted by dan at 10:39 PM :: [ link ] :: (15) comments
15 previous comments:
By slaphappyannie, at 12:15 AM
Damn you live the life.
T-Bone is outta control. Someone reel him in.
PS Does T-B read this blog??
By , at 7:31 AM
Oh geez. The two worlds collided and now everyone at work will think you're pals and they can make a dan sandwich whenever they feel like.
By Biglug, at 9:38 AM
Weíve heard of Darby Danís Sandwich Shop in San Francisco, Dabís Sandwich Shoppes in Orlando, and Danís Sandwich Bar in Ballymena, UK, but Danís Sandwiches in Minneapolis? Are franchises available?
Random thought -- did you know Zane Greyís "Riders of the Purple Sage" was loosely based on Uncle Rayís life. This and other amazing Uncle Ray facts are available to all who surf the Internet.
By billthecatlives, at 10:30 AM
I hate Bill so much.
By , at 10:53 AM
I am willing to bet Dan is also regreting ever mentioning an "uncle Ray"
By , at 11:24 AM
Oh. This will not spark and fade away at the workplace.
By Elle Marie, at 3:25 PM
what no pictures??
By , at 5:10 PM
The Dan Sandwich! I can only imagine...and then laugh and laugh and laugh.
I think the "uncle Ray" posts are funny. Not to encourage Billthecat or anything. I wish I had the ability to stay on task like that.
By Colleen, at 6:34 PM
I smell a seinfeld episode. "A full body dry heave"
By , at 8:07 PM
Darby Danís Sandwich shop is not in San Francisco
It's in South San Francisco not only a differnt city but differnt county as well
By , at 11:00 PM
Sure enough, South San Francisco is in San Mateo County while San Francisco is in San Francisco County. Burp, eating a whole "Sleeper" with the jalepeno spread (a gastronomic delight) must of messed with Uncle Ray's mind. Anyhoo, check out their menu at http://www.jatbar.com/menu.asp?num=413.
By billthecatlives, at 5:30 AM
y'all are good at that geography stuff.
Dan - as long as you were on the beat with your punching, I'm sure all is well. Coworkers can forgive anything but lack of rhythm...
By Christine, at 5:19 PM
Other insightful references to Dan and a sandwich...a 'Danwich', occurs when two Dan's are out carving up a dance floor, coupla ladies approach and take a Dan each then persist to bump and grind on both of them. We Dan's should not be treated like pieces of meat!
By , at 8:16 PM
The "punch it!" incident forces me to remember a time when my friend repeatedly yelled "dance on, dance off!" on the dance floor at a local club. I laughed all night at you and at him. FANTASTIC
By , at 5:04 PM
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