I quit MySpace

A restaurant reviewer/writer came in last week and I did my best to make sure he had a great time. He called back to get the correct spelling of my name. I think it was all good, but now I can only think about the weird parts of my conversation...

My girlfriends are going to Buenos Aires for New Year's without me. I'm working straight through the holidays. I have to research wines from that area to make a recommendation.

I got a care package from one of my sisters, and another from one of my brothers. That was sweet. I have a friend who's down on the holidays (who isn't?) and she said she wanted an I-don't-care package.

Have you ever heard of decanting champagne?

The holidays bring about a flood of nostalgia and make me think about the past (like what I was doing last Christmas) and the people I'm not with this year. I watched two sisters fighting on the subway, and my guess is that holiday stress was to blame... it really helped me feel better.

I quit myspace recently and not a moment too soon. I started my account in order to keep in touch with my niece Ray Ray, but I think it's just lame. Sort of like sake bombs, which is what the MySpace staffers drank at my restaurant last night.