Reconnaissance!! Retreat!! Re-sweatifying!!

ScrewSmart turns our hound-snouts toward Maine for our annual retreat. Each of us are feeling mighty as lady oxen: JD has her pants a-flame with local love and conference offerings. Donkey has been swerving all over the northeast dancing to pop music in the gay disco. Pumpernickel has refortified with familytimes in Brooklyn. We are all vibrating like magical sex samurais and cannot wait to fill a screened-in porch with laughter and reflection on how we can keep doing what we do but better.  

It is at times like this that I think back on the many jobs i've held for non-profits so snaggletoothed and crazed that there was never any time for reflection let alone fidget toys and sweat glands. Its a wonder to me that some organizational machines can stay in motion without this kind of care. Inevitably new goals are set and old ways get re-examined. How can any boss think that this is time poorly spent? It is moments like these that i am thankful that this labor of love exists in our hands, that we get to decide what is healthy and what comes next. We may well decide to facilitate all of our workshshops in giant owl and pastry costumes. We may decide that stilts are the way to go. We may decide that we simply must invest in a mobile sex-toy vending machine that fits on the back of our new ScrewSmart mascot weiner dog. 

Please rest assured that whatever we decide on our retreat, we've got our flies down and our brains lit whilst we decide on it.

oxxo