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Lights Are Flashing, Cars Are Crashing

New Year’s Eve is a no-go, for a number of reasons. I should have known better than to get my hopes up. Now I feel like one of the sad sack subjects in Sandy Nicholson’s book, 2nd: The Face of Defeat. But I’ll snap out of it. The boy is on the mend (though an afternoon spent at Children’s Hospital could set him back a bit). And I have some tentative NYE plans for us. They involve swimming at the YWCA, eating at one of our favorite restaurants, and possibly seeing a movie. But he wants to subject me to the latest Adam Sandler dreck and I don’t think I can endure that. Maybe we’ll go sledding instead.

bouncing ball

Bonus: My new five minute crush, the Ectoplasmosis! blog. And not just because of the cantankerous giant squid.
Plus: Young Muslims Build a Subculture on an Underground Book, The Taqwacores, dubbed The Catcher in the Rye for young Muslims. And now the book is being made into a low-budget film.
And: While scanning the Walker Art Center’s upcoming events calendar I noticed a friend’s work will be included in the MNTV Film Series. Brian Dehler’s short documentary is called Midway. Neat.


  1. em wrote:

    Dammit! The city won’t be the same without you. :(

    Monday, December 29, 2008 at 9:13 pm | Permalink
  2. Sharyn wrote:

    I know! So frustrating. I loved the idea of Chicago on NYE. I could still make that happen, if I brought the little man along. But then it would be an early curfew for me. May as well stay home.

    Tuesday, December 30, 2008 at 8:34 am | Permalink

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