[Ginger]

I'm really impressed with the storm savviness of everyone on this thread. People are calculating the trajectory of a tree's fall, worrying about livestock, cooking food that will be delicious in case the power goes out, checking their generators, putting snow plows on their trucks—

I think I have a crush on the entire thread. Competency is a huge turn on for me.

And I feel really frivolous, because here I am and the sky is this weird bright lavender color, and there are no jets that appear like a sudden huge flickering star, because the airports are closed. NYC is under a blizzard warning and the streets are empty, weird for a Friday night—but after Sandy, people learned to listen to the mayor when he said to stay inside.

Sorry I got off track, I was trying to say, I feel so frivolous because my storm preparedness consisted of buying a couple bottles of wine and going through pay per view to see if there are any good movies on. And now here I am, having watched two episodes of Seinfeld back to back, laughing like a lunatic, eating frozen grapes and having a nice glass of white wine.

Once in a while I go over to the back door—I'm on the 9th floor and it opens to my balcony—and I look down at the street, and then look up at the sky, and then I look into the windows of the people across the street, and notice that their kitchen cabinetry is exactly like mine, and here and there you see a barbecue or a deck chair that should have been brought inside, that kind of thing.

There's a nice grocery store across the street, and they're open till 10. If I start craving protein, I can go over for some, I don't know, fresh shrimp or something. They have really good seafood. I feel bad for the fish on ice, they look so stunned, but they do have good seafood.

Besides frozen grapes I have fennel, beets, red cabbage and onions that I love to saute with lots of ginger. I have yams, cereal, frozen waffles, quinoa, popcorn.

I’m worried that the storm will make it impossible to drive or take the train out tomorrow to see the woman I’m having a longstanding relationship with. They just moved her father to a hospice, and are letting go of him now, and helping him let go. She cried for only the second time since I’ve known her (the first was when she learned how sick her father was, about a year ago), tonight on the phone.

It’s eerily quiet outside right now. Not a snowflake in the sky. But now that I’ve written that, I’m hearing the wind a little more.