Someone asked me the other day what I did for a living. (This was at a swank party featuring Pokoyo videos and legos, naturally, given my advanced age.) I answered with “nonprofit and association management.” They, of course, had zero idea what that meant.

So I explained in too gory detail: the ins and outs of the board-approved, committee-developed, and staff-enhanced minutiae of the subject, laid out like a quivering fish on a sushi prep table. They glazed over about halfway through, but I barely noticed.

Somehow along the line I’ve really gotten into this stuff.

I love the politics, the drama, the meetings, the controversy, the unmitigated gall of challenging the “sacred cow.” It’s not really an obsession, but my wife might say that’s nitpicking. Fair enough, I guess.