I'm feeling so lonely in the diaspora log. Where are the rest of you?

Well, I'm finally back in Boston and back in gear. It was a nice break spent with the family. My sister's birthday was today, same day as Armenian Christmas. We had the guests over for the typical "Barskahay" dinner: Kookoo plaf. Words will never describe it in full.

I flew into Boston this morning and haven't even been home yet. I'm afraid of digging up my car under all the snow. It's still coming.

I hung out with some Packers during the holidays. That would be the Green Bay Packers. For those not familiar with the NFL, that would be a football (American football) team from Wisconsin. They were staying in the same hotel that we held the AYF Convention. We overheard some of them gossiping about some dangerous Armenians in the hotel that could kick their butts... so I verified their comments by telling them I could scratch their eyes out. Of course, I had to look straight up at them to do so as they towered over me. They seemed amused. Sadly they lost their game and moped around the bar that night. No sighting of Bret Favre. What a great Quarterback. I wish the Redskins had someone like him.

That should sum up just how dull things have been otherwise. Great New Year so far!