Manhattan Wind Tunnels

Welcome Back To New York

So yesterday I finally got a ride out of Plymouth. I loved seeing my family, but this trip now has less time for all other places and the in betweens. Oh well. Totally worth it.
I got the ride with a really awesome woman named Crescentia who lives in Pennsylvania. And along the way we picked up another girl named Lani from Florida. The ride with those two was a lot of fun. I'll probably come back and put more detail into this after I shower and whatnot. Or maybe tonight after I see some of the city.
So yeah, I'm now in Jersey City, right across the river from Manhattan.
More later!

PS. Larry and Sara! How was the soup? I'm sorry I had to leave before eating it. It smelled and looked delicious!

Lack of Motion and the Movie Marathon

I have a real jones to watch Murder On The Orient Express. Anyone seen that? The 1974 murder mystery with pretty much every famous face of the time in it?
Yesterday I watched the Japanese film, Ping Pong. It was really good.
I can't seem to find a reliable ride out of here. The guy that I had arranged to get a ride to NY with has flaked out on me repeatedly since Tuesday... I've been here for nearly three weeks now. *sigh*
I also have been watching Miyazaki films and playing game cube with my cousins. It's been fun, but I still have so many places to visit before Thanksgiving... I don't know if I can see them all anymore... It's less than a month away.

Gremlin Update

For all those who asked me if Oleg kept the kitten, the answer is Yes.

Some Pictures of the Family

A Furry Friend

Yellow Whisper Blues

We raked the yard today. We didn't really need to, in fact by all logical accounts it was an exercise in futility, meant only to keep Eve busy and out of people's hair. But I joined in. I'm pretty sure my family here thinks I'm crazy for volunteering to rake leaves in the middle of fall when several hours later there are just as many leaves on the ground and you can't tell you even bothered save for the large pile of leaves in the corner of the yard. But I derive a lot of pleasure from it. Standing there under the blue and white sky in the shadow of trees that make dark veins above me and rain down showers of yellow leaves every time the wind comes up. The leaves dance snow-like through the air, whispering as they come to rest on the grass you've just uncovered. Brushing past hair and cheek like the sky is sending kisses. I love it.