Back Home For the Holidays

I've found out that another year in Los Angeles has made me weak. Buffalo is colder than I remember. But some quick notes on the return trip:

1) I woke up as the plane was descending into Buffalo. I looked out the window and it was pure white. Like a piece of paper put over the window. Literally could see nothing. Just like I remember the winter.

2) Starter jackets are still really popular here.

3) Buffalo wings. Hell yeah.

4) Seriously? Starter jackets?

5) I visited two relatives in nursing homes today, and it made me think: Buffalo is like an old woman stuck in a nursing home. The brick buildings and architecture, the lake, Sheas, Delaware Park, the museums... at one point she was beautiful and it's incredibly sad to see her this way. She'll never be young again. That and she years a Bills Starter jacket.