December 18, 2002

• I haven’t been saying much in my ‘blogs lately. The Xmas Cheer deficit I mentioned earlier is still unresolved. I’m filled with the desire to call my friends here in Houston, but I’m also afraid I’d end up being The Depressed Guy Who Can’t Stop Talking About How Depressed He Is. I have opportunities to go to the TX hill country, but being alone there is being *really* alone, as opposed to being *kind of* alone here.

  In happier news, my parents took me to the new boardwalk in Kemah. Kemah used to be a dock and the kind of place respectable people stayed away from. Now it’s a big entertainment complex with a zillion restaurants, a hotel, boutique-y stores, and a Ferris wheel.

  Had some good seafood: Mahi-mahi and snow crab. I would have ordered something more representative of the Gulf coast, but local catches scare me. We could see the refineries out the window of the restaurant.

  The Galveston Bay ecosystem is interesting that way. You’re riding on a Ferris wheel looking at an oil refinery. You’re eating fish that was flown in today from the north Pacific, even though you’re watching the shrimp boats pull into docks across the inlet. You’re watching them build an apartment building that will collapse in the next hurricane. That kind of thing.

  ‘Homer,’ you ask, ‘Why can’t you just eat the crab legs and enjoy them?’ And my answer is this: Why can’t you just read this and enjoy it?

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