It's easy to forget, in an age when communication is so easy and so proliferate, and comes in such a grand variety of forms and functions, the importance of actually seeing people. Seeing them in person, having a cup (or five) of coffee, hugging them, shouting and muttering profundities & profanities, checking out a movie together, reading Trivial Pursuit questions. It's easy to forget that a five minute conversation can sometimes tell you more about a person (or remind you of stuff you knew already) than sixteen windy blog entries. It's remarkably non-complicated to forget what people smell like (cigarettes, lotions, kitchens and soaps), their basic demeanors, and how they make you feel. You can forget how easy it is to fall into old rythyms, how a person puts you at ease, on what level you fundamentally get someone else. And how they seem to get you. Seeing them all together with their kids over some good food and a relaxing long holiday weekend throws into sharp relief the gulf of time and space between you and makes you ache for more and better closeness. Visiting - the act of actually going to see someone in person - makes you remember that calling and emailing and writing (the last of which none of us does anyway) and whatever else are all just poor excuses for hanging out with those closest to you. So yeah - if I saw you, it was good to see you.
When you read the anti-holiday invective over the next month or so, keep this entry in mind. I completely enjoyed my holiday weekend, and would like to give some proper and deserved shout-outs to everyone, but I would likely forget something and someone, so I won't scale down the list individually. I would like to especially recognize Jesse & Julia for hosting the 10th Annual Gwai-Lo Turkey Day - and doing a fantastic job, natch. It was a good long weekend, during which I learned about Muslim desserts, peppermills, the Force, G.H.O.T.I., Jewish foods, salt, robot legs, ringing around the rosie, diphallic men, AquaDoodle, wine and sludge.