Sundance 2010

Once a year my quiet, little city becomes the coolest place to be. It's only for ten days, but when the Sundance Film Festival comes around, all sorts of famous things – that don't normally happen – begin to happen. For instance, you just might run across Joseph Gordon-Levitt eating a sandwich in the deli. Or on your lunch you might find art on city buildings by Banksy from the night before. Or maybe you'll get invited to a party and Tom Waits will be there playing music.

Of course, the real point of the festival is the films. Penny and I usually get tickets to a movie or two because while we like to *star gaze* a little, we also like to see new things. And how lovely it is to see new things without even leaving town.

I think this is a great Sundance year.

I hope you think this is a great Sundance year, too.

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Calling Oats

Did you know it's National Oatmeal Month? Well, it is. Algernon informed me the other day (as he informs me about any food related holiday) and I'm determined to celebrate it to the fullest because I love oatmeal. I'll eat a bowl of hot oatmeal every morning and make my special oatmeal chocolate chip cookies once a week. I'll let Yvette give me an oatmeal facial mask. I'll try an oatmeal meatloaf (I'm actually only a maybe on that one). I'll bring up oatmeal in casual conversation and do my part to spread the word.

Because everyone could use a little more oat in their life.

Could you use a little more oat in your life?

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Winter Wonders

In between Christmas and New Year's I spent a lot of time snug as a bug in a rug, watching snow storms and winter days from the comfort of my neighborhood. Inside I baked bread in my new bread maker (a wonderful gift from Algernon). I organized my records alphabetically according to the year they were released (a serious undertaking). I started Crime and Punishment (and stopped reading Crime and Punishment... I'll leave that one to Magnus).

And for fresh air outside my home, Yvette and I took lots of walks together. We walked through the park across the street and we walked up and down city streets. In the still mornings we felt snow from the trees above lightly drift down onto our heads and beaks as we passed below. In the frosty evenings we felt the salt on the sidewalks crunch underneath our boots and we navigated across icy spots with only once or twice almost-slipping. We cleared my walkway noticing our breath in the great white puffs and at all hours we could hear snow truck shovels scrapping snow off the roads.

I think it is more work to exist in the winter then it is in the warmer months, but it can be such invigorating work if you let it.

I hope you let it.

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