I spent last night giggling with a mixed group of people - the generation gap was obvious when we went around the room and said the first concert we ever went to. Mine was Spice Girls. Jim's was Fugazi the year after I was born. Jacob guessing Ani DiFranco for Annie (and it's Ah-nie, thank you) was such a dig - Spencer, Ted, Jen, and I laughed about it on the ride home. Speaking of the ride: a winter wonderland, deserted streets, layer of new snow on everything. It's nice to have this little group together again.

Jim has Jen and I's Christmas card on his fridge.

They love puns, those boys. Choice ones from last night:
Jamel Toe, the jam band.
Eros Myth

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Still playing first-day-of-school-games.

Andrew told us to say our name and one word that describes us. Mine was 'clumsy.'

"Okay. And how is that going to contribute to the explorations of this class?"
"Well.... it makes things happen."

True. Not always want what you want to happen, but it does put things into motion.