polydad

It went as well as could be expected. We blew the socks off the low-level corporate flunkey we met with, the limit of whose authority is to buck us one level up the chain of command, which he has agreed to do, and I am to call him late tomorrow morning to find out how that went.

I didn't have to rely on the Depends I bought for the occasion, which was pleasant. (I was *not* about to try grabbing my dick with the channelock pliers the costume uses for hands.) OTOH, I now know better than to try wearing this on the long bus trip I'd need to get to the week-from-Friday event; I'll canvass my friends for who has a car and is feeling charitable.

And I picked up the bison meatloaf ingredients. Might make that tonight. Then to get to work on ops research.