Blow, Blow…
My nose is all stuffy.
To the Letter:
Since no one under the age of 60 bothers to write letters anymore, shopping for stationary that isn’t thick, creamy and looks suspiciously like a wedding invitation has proven a burden. But I can now continue my letter writing project as new supplies have arrived from the good folks at Ecopaper. Yay!
Good Vibes Holiday Party:
My friend Laura invited Suzan and I to a holiday party at Good Vibrations, where Laura works as a web producer. We spent a solid 90 minutes meeting her colleagues, learning about worker-owned cooperatives and ogling antique vibrators that looked like highly erotic blenders.
An excellent, if unconventional, way to spend a Monday night.
Hunting Hat:
My hunting hat, now warn by my friend Britton’s dad. Well, almost. Mine has a brim.
Gangs of New York:
The trailer for Martin Scorcese’s new film Gangs of New York looks fantastic but that’s what trailers do–make everything look fantastic. Still, I’ll buy a ticket when it rolls out around Christmas time. His films are consistantly more interesting than just about anyone else’s.
8th Night:
It’s the last night of Chanukah. All 8 candles are lit. I remember this day many years ago when my Aunt Nora came to our house for the last night. I remember being very sad that Chanukah was over and yet very moved to see my aunt’s regal stern face glowing in the light of the candles. When my whole family was asleep, I came downstairs. The menorah was still glowing like a star fallen from the sky.
Happy Birthday Bonnie:
It’s my friend Bonnie’s birthday today. Although a new pal, she’s an old hand at being a great person. Many happy returns, chaver!
Plowed:
My friend Sarah was plowed tonight but wanted me to mention that she has a very nice blog.
Oh and I got a parking space right in front of my building, 11:30 on a Friday night in North Beach. Huzzah!
Book Night:
The 5th night of Chanukah in my family was always Book Night. Suzan, being very knowing, got me a guidebook of Northern California.
She’s quite a girl.