Who'll stop the rain?

Yes, it's true, CCR is from the Bay Area. Suck on that, people who were actually born on a bayou.

I've been thinking about the new decade a lot recently. I've been thinking about what I'll be doing next year, what this issue of Bay-farer will be like (largest class ever with 28 kids), and what music I'll be listening to by the time 2020 rolls around (if it does... 2012 anyone?). I've been telling people some pretty silly stuff, but to be honest, I don't know where I'll end up. I told Chinloy's mom that I want to become a sailor. She seemed shocked. I don't think I could ever really become a sailor, but it's still fun to say that. I'm thinking about writing, going to law school, getting an MFA, going into editing or production, something like that.

Meanwhile, life is good.Well, I have bronchitis, but that should be over soon. Something else I hope will be over soon: this storm that's causing tornado warnings and landslides in Pacifica. It's been cold and raining like crazy, even a little hail, all week, and it's not doing anything for my health. There is a leak in my bedroom window, there are leaks in the pirate store. My car's roof has a leak. The other day, I backed out of the driveway and suddenly, water poured onto my head-- the sunroof is faulty, it doesn't quite close, so water had been gathering inside it. I park on a slant (hood endof my car up) and when I backed up onto the hill (trunk end up) all the water slid from the back to the front. I was soaked, and had to go back inside and change. It was sort of funny, but also really uncomfortable.

I went to visit Claire in Seattle last weekend, and it was very fun. I miss hanging out with my buddies from college, but college not as much. We ate and drank coffee and hugged poodles. It was great.

I am also loving working on the Young Authors' Book Project at work. This year's theme is the American Dream, and I've already heard some amazing ideas from the students we're working with. The book is going to be excellent, I just know it.

Is anyone thinking of going to Coachella? I might, and I hope the tickets don't sell out or anything.

More Happy New Years Wishes (from chris)

Also I guess...happy new decade! This one belongs to us.

Some forecasts for 202o:

Middle East Crisis solved by Blakely.

Miranda's poetry whispered breathlessly over irish coffee by polka-dot jeaned tastemakers from Singapore to Tehran to Caracas.

Josh develops financial mechanism that renders coal obsolete and feeds half of newfoundland simultaneously.

Trevor invents new color no one has ever conceived before. Just because he ran out of other colors to get jeans in.

Jen revolutionizes the theory of relativity after an epiphany singing in the bordellos of bolivia.

Spengler enters the canon.

Ruby voted in as Queen of England by british populace, but still spends most of her time tending to her cozy Durango bar.

Ken becomes the richest man in the world after his line of paste-on mustaches explodes into an international fashion phenomenon.

All the best and love,

Chris

The New Year

First off, happy new year to all of you, and a happy new decade! I hope everyone passed the holidays with friends and other loved ones, and that you're all well.

For some reason, the blogger won't let me comment-- has this happened to any of you? Josh, congrats again on the job-- it's perfect for you.

I was so excited to get to hang out with a bunch of you on or around new years, and I hope I get to see you guys soon. Please keep in touch with whatever it is you're doing either via this blog or whatever way works for you. Much love,

Miranda