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December 17th, 2003![]() |
I guess I’ve been kind of estranged from calendars lately, cause I didn’t realize xmas is next week. Ugh. Somehow I thought I had more time. Since the group of us live in a somewhat more conservative neighborhood than we used to, it’s been decided that the lights will have to come down after the holiday, instead of staying up until the they burn out one by one. Jeremy suggested that we do the whole house in opaque blue lights next year. I think it will look really cool. Perhaps we could have ‘Christmas Time is Here’ by Charles Guaraldi looping on outside speakers for maximum gloomy effect.
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I kept wondering if it was real or not. It was just so perfectly still. I had lunch at the Meijer and Frank luncheon room (a place were shopping ladies can lunch) and was sad I wasn’t there with my grandmother, though the waitress did give us those little mints afterwards that are super chalky.
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This old department store downtown, apparently really used to be somthing back in its day. Seems like most cities have killed off these white elephants, causualties in the Target/Walmart war, so it’s nice to see one so well preserved. I did a day in NY where I just walked around the big flagship stores like Saks and Bloomies and Macys and they’re incredibly impressive and movie-set-ish to the point of seeming unreal (esp. Saks), but I like the democratic middle class places (like R.I.P. Maison Blanche or Holmes used to be in New Orleans).
Did everyone see Patrick and Kelly’s pictures of Iceland? They’re pretty amazing.







