I'm sure Vancouver will do a great job with the next Olympics. After all, if there's a center of culture, style and taste in the world, it has to be Western Canada.
It's just starting to settle in that I'm going to be out of Canada for Christmas and away from family and friends. Having a Jewish Dad and a Mom from Manitoba meant not having family to celebrate with. Yet, somehow we never suffered for Christmas joy. Close friends would take us in. Bonds would grow between friends that are normally reserved for relation. It's going to be strange and the distance has given me a real perspective on how much there is to be thankful for. In terms of friendship, in the words of the late, great Lou Gehrig, I'm the luckiest man in the world. Merry Christmas and I'll see you in 2009.
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Speaking of feeling good over the holidays - I am currently reading the novel by Kingsley Amis on drinking. He has some wonderful recipes for Yuletide cheer - which may be just the antidote for any homesick feelings the Jewish pigfarmer may have (and any fleeting moments of sobriety). Myself, I look forward to pouring a nice strong glass of marvellous Aquavit, looking to the East and toasting Denmark. Merry Christmas and Happy Days.
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