Aug 11, 1916 - Sept 26, 2008

My Grandpa, Johnny Boy, Yanchi Bachi, passed into eternity this morning.
It was so quiet, so unannounced, so right. I'm going to miss him.

Favorite Spots in our Garden

School's back in session..

I had my first full week of school. I was dreading it for quite some time, but as expected, I am already happy to be back and in love with my new classes. I am taking Script and Score, Musical Theater, Acting, Directing, Tap, Jazz and Voice. The class as shrunk from eleven to eight and we are a tight knit group. My first scene assignment is the Jealousy Duet from Threepenny Opera. Whew, that Brecht and Weill.

Happy Birthday Scott

For his birthday, we thought it would be fun to get a cold together. *Sniff* As memorable and unbeatable as that is, I hope Scott also enjoys his Ghiradelli Chocolate Chip Cheesecake and Gap Sweater.

I love you Boo.

No Soup For You!

I met the Soup Nazi today! Seinfeld.com is touring major college campuses promoting reruns and Larry Thomas was signing autographs and yelling at people on request down near my new job, Legal Seafoods in Harvard Square...If you are a Seinfeld fan, then you know how cool it is when I tell you that I also got to see the Pez dispenser, Fuscilli Jerry, the toothbrush, the fur hat, Cramer's fat key ring and the Estelle doll. Ha!

Moving Day

Anyone who has lived in Boston at least a year knows exactly the horror I speak of when September 1st is mentioned--Moving Day.
Half the city of Boston is swapping apartments.
On any busy intersection, you can surely count half a dozen UHauls without blinking, and on any residential street, heaping trash with mattresses and couches and desks. It is MAYHEM. (that's our trash pictured--we're the only ones in our house staying put)

"Bustle, bustle, clear the way, He moves, we move, they move today;
Pulling, hauling, Father's calling, Mother's bawling, children squalling,
Coaxing, teasing, whimpering, prattling, pots and pans and kettles rattling,
Tumbling bedsteads, flying bedspreads, broken chairs and hollow wares

Strew the street--'tis moving day.
Bustle, bustle, stir about, some moving in--some moving out;
Some move by team, some move by hand, an annual collithumpian band.
Landlords, dunning, tenants shunning; laughing, crying, dancing, sighing--
spiders dying, feathers flying, shaking bed rugs, killing bed bugs,
Scampering rats, mewing cats, whining dogs, grunting hogs,
What's the matter? Moving day!"

-Peter Parley's Alamanac for 1836