|a great surfeit of balut
||[Dec. 24th, 2001|09:03 pm]
The American Caliban
In Philadelphia for $holiday, which is nice in a lot of ways. Genuine East Coast nature with cold bare ruined choirs etc, good food from sister in law, get to see some East Coast friends.
I don't like social gatherings, though, even of my own family. I sneak off and play with the computer or nap.
The flight was odd, what with Nat'l Guardsmen being butch with machine guns, lots of searches and paranoia, and even less food than usual.
some people I know had a lot worse time flying that day, though.
Poached pears are tasty.