In the interest of complying with New Year's propositions...

I had decided that I should dance more... So, I found I small, friendly, cheap weekly lesson in lindy hop and blues dance. Tonight the lesson was blues dance. Conclusion? Lindy hop is just plain fun. Blues dance would be really fun if you were partnered with someone you really liked. I mean really liked. In that way... because the closed position in blues dance is a lot like what, back in New England I believe we called dry humping. If you don't especially like your partner, it's a bit awkward.

It was a long, long bus ride home in the snow. But victorian Germantown translucent in the crystaline powder? Oh my god, I nearly wept.

I wonder...

How do people get nominated for the Margaret Mead prize? Do they nominate themselves, or do other people nominate them? Because I'm kind of wondering...