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If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace. ~ Thomas Paine

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Monday, 21 February 2005

We went to see The Gates in Central Park on Saturday. Interesting. It kind of insulated the park and seemed to absorb noise. Or maybe everyone was just quiet as they walked through, trying to figure it out. I'll admit that I don't "get" a lot of art, and this is no exception. But still, it's interesting. It would be fun if they changed the colors according to the terror alert level. But then, they don't really do that anymore, do they?

On days that I should be working I find that I have a lot of things to blog about. Today my office is closed, so I can blog freely and without guilt, but I really have nothing to say. Weird. Maybe it's just that I don't have to be chained to my computer today, so my subconscious is telling me to get out of here. But it's nasty out. Ick.

My niece has a Sweet Sixteen party this weekend. This is the hugest deal in the world, if you're fifteen. I remember mine, and this morning I pulled out the pictures. I was planning on showing them to her, but yikes - why did I have to live my teen in the eighties? My hair was HUGE! My earings were huge too. I also wore about 20 bracelets on each wrist. I swear I was totally fashionable. All of my friends looked exactly the same. I wonder if "big" will ever come into style again? Even our food is little. For example, cookies and crackers come in little itty bitty sizes, for snacking. As if you can't snack on a normal sized cookie? It's a trend I don't understand. Remember Oreo Big Stuff? Those were the best cookies in the world. Better than Double Stuff, because they were the size of your head. They were so big that they had to be individually wrapped. Those were the days. Who wants to eat puny cookies?

See, I told you I had nothing to say.