As part of my families ongoing campaign to embarrass me in public, they conspired with my coworkers this past Thursday to have a pizza party, complete with a personal visit by Dame Edna Everidge. I’m not sure how much coaxing was involved to get my coworkers to go along with this plan, but I imagine it wasn’t much. On the bright side, I got to indulge in pizza, ice cream, apple juice, cookies, balloons, bubbles, a plastic top hat, a broken robot “that you can never, ever, throw away,” and a personal performance by Dame Edna Everidge. The only thing that I can think of that would have made the day more complete would have been Cosmic Bowling. In short, best workday ever.