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I was out among the living tonight, at D's urging (and a healthy dose of birthday-missing guilt.) I guess I like being amongst the hipsters once in awhile, pretending I have some semblance of a life. The Lower East Side = The Land of Make Believe.

Anyway it was fun; I really like J's band, although I do wish I could understand the lyrics.

This weekend is a trip to Gettysburg as part of my Dad's apparently endless, month-long birthday extravaganza. Four hours each way in the car with my Dad's mouth, to end up at a fabulously uninteresting-to-me Civil War site. (I did reread Sarah Vowell's essay on her trip to Gettysburg from The Partly Cloudy Patriot in an attempt to gear myself up for educational fun.) Anyway, my presence on this excursion is my real birthday present to him.

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