It's hard to bear your soul to people who don't have one themselves. So, I drove around tonight and looked at all the Christmas decorations that are still up. Comercialization at its best. Where did the true meaning of Christmas go? I'll tell you where... it got caught on an unfriendly piece of jagged brick, inside of someones chimney. What we got instead was a man in red, covered with soot: the dirt and layers of forgetfulness that has changed St. Nicholas's crimson coat to an ugly gray. Gray like our mixed up identity and significant history. Merry Christmas you say? I'll believe that when I can retrieve that piece of Christmas past from inside of some child's chimney.
-Rob

It's still Rob's Birthday.
Today was complicated.
-J

Today is Rob's Birthday. It's a pretty good day. It's windy though.
Thanks
-Jami