In a New England tradition, it is currently warmer here at the Embassy than it is in Victoria, BC, where this odyssey originated. This happened last year as well.
I shake my head and consider a cocktail.
On that note, I got an e-mail from a very old friend who I haven’t seen since I graduated from UVic in 1990. I found his e-mail address a while back and sent him a note and he just sent me one in return and it was like Hunter S Thompson on amphetamines. Stream of consciousness vitriol.
Disturbingly familiar to me. I wonder if I have outgrown that part of my life, or just suppressed it?
All the presents are bought and we are ready (almost) for…something. I will keep you posted if I find out what it is.