Chritsmas Eve

Yeah, it’s last year’s Christmas picture. No, I don’t look much different…

Christmas Eve greetings. Should you prefer another holiday, or none at all, please feel free to indulge yourself at your own pace.

Christmas plans are progressing successfully. I have a pork roast. I have both macaroni and cheese. I’m picking up the collards tonight, and I baked the cookies last week. Should be a regular Southern-fried feast.

I love my building. Unsolicited, I already have an offer of an extra table from my landlord (who rules the landlord universe) and extra oven space from my downstairs neighbor. It feels like kind of a cross between 28 Barbary Lane (minus the sex change) and a Lower East Side tenement about 1910 (minus the Yiddish).

Contrary to popular belief, we city folks actually do know our neighbors. We often even like them. This statement should not be construed as a dinner invitation to the new residents of the yuppie barn across the street. I sense they wouldn’t appreciate good collards anyhow.

I’ll move past Christmas now, in case I don’t have time to update in the next few days:

I’ve decided that I don’t really care that the new millenium doesn’t really start until 2001. It’s all semantics andway. The dates change in ten days and my checks with the “19__” on them become quaint souvenirs. On the other hand, I’m still annoyed by the semantics of those who continue to say “the year 2000” instead of just “2000”, unless they’re also in the habit of regularly calling this year “the year 1999”.

That said, I’ll note that I still have no plans for the big event. As previously stated, I hate crowds. I’m also not wild about New Year’s Eve in general. But I do have two bottles of sparkling cider and one bottle of cheap champagne. They were on sale at Safeway, so how could I resist? I’m still thinking of renting a room at the Motel 6 in Fresno and polishing them off by myself. The only down side would be that none of the thrift stores will be open on New Year’s Day.

Last but not least, look for an article (link forthcoming) featuring an interview with quotes from yer humble host coming soon to a Latino-Hispanic news site. Subject: gentrification. It’s always a strange thing being interviewed, and I’ve actually had the pleasure several times since Planet SOMA went live. I guess the strangest part is that I’m not sure I’ve ever done much of anything to make me particularly worthy of being interviewed. What a strange thing this Internet is.

Off to cook them collards now…