Doing somthing rather than talking about maybe doing something.

Again, in an unprecedented show of selflessness, my high-handed, shrill, condescending civic-mindedness is surfacing.

But bear with me: this year, instead of being paralyzed by guilt, or being aimlessly sad, I suggest you go to this site, which is really lovely and pro-active. Since I have the luxury to be alive to do something, I'm going to as a tribute.

So that's all of that mature, dignified nonsense, where's the booze?!

My Mom & I on Liberty Island, 6/2001