Microsoftees, Microserfs, whatever

Well, Avenue A Razorfish officially became part of Microsoft on Monday, when the acquisition went through. In true Razorfish style we celebrated with a party: balloons fell from above, Billecart was served, they gave away X-Boxes and Zunes and then played the Microsoft sonic brand signature (sound logo) over the speakers full bore, for comedy.

There have been a lot of jokes about having to wear chinos and chambray shirts to the office, and not to drink the Kool Aid, as these two disparate cultures contact. All the Mac designers are cagey, and Tech is concerned that eventually they'll have to restrict solutions to MS platforms but we've been assured we have nothing to fear.

I'm not concerned in the slightest. Razorfish will be kept at arm's length and we just go about our business as before. I'm not even used to Razorfish or New York or living alone yet, so what's a bit more change in Change City? Rock with it, then roll with it, as my dance instructor, Tweetie, says.

Things I learnt this week:

• Joe Meatball - aka Average Joe
• Straphangers - public transport users
• The MTA is cleaning up the subway system focusing particularly on the bad smells. 'bout time. Otheriwse would have to start wandering around with a lavender hanky like its the 17th century.