I don't know how, but it's Christmas Eve. When I was a kid Christmas was always an eternity away! I don't know if it's because I am older or if it's because I am particularly anticipatory these days, but things are such a blur. December was a minor disaster!
I feel I should do some sort of 2008 review, but thinking on 2008 - so initially brimming with glee and so ultimately uncertain - sends me recoiling. When the time is right it will filter through me. But for now...the time is not right.
I bought a book of postcard water color paper. It's a book of cards of water color paper and on the back is printed a postcard, so you can send little original water colors to people! I think I am going to start making little drawings on them and then send them to people. Like, random people. Well, people who sign up for it.
Last night I saw Emma! It was positively splendid! We talked and listened to Abbey Road on vinyl, and admired her sleek lilac LA lady bike.
Tonight I am driving home, but what does that mean?
On Friday I am driving to San Francisco, but what does that mean?
What's good up there these days?
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