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There was a holiday party Thursday afternoon for Technology Center 3600 of the Patent Office. I mingled, I chatted, I indulged in too much chocolate, and I groused about the rock group inflicting amplified ugliness on the gathering.

I also met a former examiner and old friend who said that he would be rehired in February. He had quit to fight cancer, but he said that he was better, and no longer had chemo brain, which had rendered him unable to think. It was an unexpected pleasure to see him alive and healthy.