'Gon Fishing

Ceremonial headgear Day (I suddenly miss my Marching Band Plume) ferrying the party from the AF memorial to the Pentagon to their Embassy to the Residence to DV Quarters. Luckily, I had time late afternoon for 3 cute guests to stop by, the male-est of whom left two-thirds of a milkshake in my freezer.
Lovely 17-member dinner party where We The Staff was brought out from the back rooms for self-intros, where you from, how long you been in, etc. I confused the guests by telling them I had been in the Air Force for 37 years, then explained my upbringing and how my brother used to sit on my chest with his knees on my elbows and stick his fingers up my nostrils while Sesame Street played in Turkish on the 10-inch black and white TV in the background.
A few ladies dabbed their eye sockets with expensive napkins.

After a few songs from the AF's version of the Three Tenors (all Tech Sergeants), including a well-received and 2-day mind-sticking rendition of "One Singapore", we headed back to our quarters, while the Americans attempted to explain to our guests the concept of an Electoral College.