Rear view

It wasn't a Saturday. But it was enjoyable talking to the candidates, couple of whom might make it to our team. I wanted to be challenged, to have to concede "wow", but didn't reach anywhere near it. Relatively speaking, the older ones, perhaps due to their sense of entitlement, lacked sharpness.

The pizzas that followed oozed cheese; nothing to complain about once you have means to burn the excess away. The evening wore pastel shades and while S drove to make a drop, I goofed around with the camera.