2009! oh boy

I suppose the appropriate phrase here would be "Happy new year!"

So, here it goes.

Happy new year!

I haven't posted in a while. Because it's so extremely important, here's a rundown of my entire week so far, best I can remember.

Monday: Worked. From five to nine.

Tuesday: Spent the day with Rachel at my house. We mostly just hung around and watched TV. This would have been a pretty blah day, except I was with the person with whom I am in love. That has a way of making everything good.

Wednesday: Worked. Then we had New Years. We were going to meet up with our friend Ashley (she was in Rachel's class, she now attends a university which I am again forgetting the name of =P) and knew we wanted to go out somewhere. The three of us aren't exactly down on the whole Reading party scene (bump, da-bump DA bump, da-bump DA bump) so we decided to go up to the Pagoda. Mount Penn is the pint-size mountain range lining one side of our fair city. On top of it sits the Pagoda, Reading's symbol as of the last twenty years or so. It's a random piece of Asian architecture, originally a failed bed and breakfast, I believe. Anyway, every new year's they do fireworks near it for the city to watch, so we hung out right where the action was. It was a nice local shin-dig, the radio station was there, the mayor popped in at the end. It was extremely, extremely cold, but other than that the three of us had a very good time.

I will never ever in my life stop being amazed at the way sound works, and the way we perceive it. The boom of the fireworks echoed off the city, creating this tremendous roar that sounded like it was coming from everywhere at once.

Today I was at Rachel's house. We watched more TV, specifically the Twilight Zone. I love that show.

I have to wash the dishes tonight, and work on a song I have to do for this thing. Maybe I'll explain more about it later.

That's all for now.

-Dr. M

P.S. My sole new year's resolution is to post in this blog. Every day or almost every day. That should be fun.

'Twas the Night Before... yeah

These past two days it's really started to feel a little more like Christmas. Yesterday was the big party we throw with the *mother says I shouldn't use real name* family. My mother has been friends with Aunt Sue (not a blood relative, but might as well be) since college, and my brother and I and her kids have grown up much closer than I am to any of my real cousins. Her daughters are all grown up, and married with children. We started this tradition of having everyone over for caroling every Christmas season, and yesterday was this year's party. Let's see if I can count all of the kids who were over...

Margie and her husband Joel have five kids, three boys and two girls. Becka has twins, a boy and a girl. Julie has one child. That's eight kids who all crowded into my house yesterday. Aunt Sue's oldest son Paul was on his way but broke down, that would have been another set of twins had he made it. Craziness! So many little kids.

Aunt Sue's two youngest, Andy and Josh (Andy is two years older than me, Josh is four years older than me) were very close to my brother and I through childhood. Andy recently graduated from a culinary arts program and is going to be a chef, and couldn't make it yesterday. Josh works for a security firm in da hood, he's already been shot at and everything. He was over briefly yesterday before leaving with Joel to have coffee with the other married men.

I'm not sure why I'm writing all of this (probably for my sake, just to make sure I remember all of it). Anyway Rachel was over as well, so I enjoyed myself somewhat, despite the noise and confusion. The cat went nuts, for some reason my mother was surprised. Singing Christmas carols is always fun as well.

Today I had work, but then in the evening I joined Rachel's extended family for their annual Christmas Eve party. I enjoy seeing them, they're pretty fun. Much more fun than her immediate family, I'm not sure how that worked out.

So I'm pretty well in the spirit, especially because I got my first gift yesterday in the mail. EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT CAME!!!! Now my brother just has to finish assembling it and hacking the motherboard so it can run Mac. I guess it's safe to say I'm pretty excited.

Anyway, I hope you, whoever you are, wherever you are, are having a very nice holiday season. Happy birthday Jesus, another year older, though I suppose that must not mean much to you.

-Dr. M