There is a story I’ve always wanted to tell you. This is not it.
I can’t say everything, in fact I shouldn’t yet say anything. But I can refer you to the fact the Zen Garden’s special notice has been down for some time now. I can tell you that a certain consulate in Buffalo has been moving in its mysterious ways.
I can tell you that family and friends are what’s important, and if you do all you can every time to put them first, the rest is just details, and the rest doesn’t matter, and the rest just works out.
2004 is already one of the best years I’ve ever had, and it has only just begun. Here’s hoping yours is the same.
For those that are interested in such things as what other people read, my 2003 Booklist is up. It’s about half of what I managed to read in 2002, but this past year was busier than most, to be fair. And there was no silly loser-makes-dinner month-long competition with my wife, also in the interest of fairness. (addendum — though she’ll deny it to the bitter end, I won)