What? Tappan Zee will be blown up? This is so wrong.

It’s truly an end of an era. I feel sad.

Is the only dessert I like.

What’s yours?

We were at the Ukrainian National Museum in Chicago:

And then we went to a Ukrainian store which looks exactly like the museum. So we bought a lot of these embroidered Ukrainian shirts. I’ll be wearing one to my talk about Basque literature tomorrow. Confuse everybody completely.

Now we’ve got to pop over to the Spanish bookstore, and I’ll be in paradise.

Alexa doesn’t get my accent either. Today she informed me she doesn’t have a song titled “Crush Little Bibi.” Feel free to guess what I actually requested.

Happy New Year, everybody! No pictures of food this time because Klara is getting used to sleeping in a real bed (as opposed to a crib), and it’s not easy. It took us forever to get her settled down, and then everything was rushed after that.

In 2018 I pushed my own boundaries a lot and proved to myself that I’m not too old and crusty to change. It was an exceptionally good reading year, and I hope 2029 will be at least somewhat as good.