I am at times...

...slow and stupid.

Like recently, when I arrived back in NYC to find that john had sent his lovely new my-year-in-music cd. I and my roommates have played the damn thing over and over again and thought about how amazing it is and how great all the music is on it and how intimidatingly high the bar has been set for our year's soundtracks.

But I have yet to thank john.

Distraction and business is no excuse; I have been neglectful, but here is a long over due thank you to everyone's favorite tinkerer, Mr. Brooks. Your cd is amazing, the book you made me is magnificent, your friendship is better than them both.

on a completely different note, I blame Liz and john and James Wolcott for almost watching two (I narrowly escaped after the first one, but only after seeing everyone dress up in their postal uniforms in the second) episodes of Project Runway. Move over Tyra, hello Heidi.

And Kearney, if you read this, I still have your and Deirdre's copies of the johny year soundtrack held hostage at my house. If you want it you are going to have to come get it or bribe Mason with food.