Why love Syracuse?

Because it is cool and friendly and human-sized, that’s why.

We moved to Syracuse, NY when I was in first grade. We moved out of the city itself when I was 14, but stayed in the area. I left for college when I was 19 and swore I’d never return.

So, of course, I’m moving back to the area in July. (More on that later.)

On Saturday night, Beloved Husband and I drove to downtown Syracuse to enjoy the Taste of Syracuse, a two-day festival set in the middle of downtown. What is the point of the festival? To eat, listen to music, and eat some more. (I told you it was a great place.) The corridors where the food tents were set up were a little crowded (point for next year’s planners; space them out a bit more), but the food was good. The beer and wine was expensive enough that nobody got hammered and became obnoxious. It was the blend of races and ages that I remember from my childhood, and pretty much everyone was relaxed and smiling. Kids played in a huge fountain. Music and the smell of barbecue in the air. We saw friends and family members and laughed a lot.

What really took us down there was the band After FX. If you live in Central New York, make a point of seeing these guys – they rock the house!!! We are friends with the bass player, so we’re biased, but the crowd was huge when they started playing and there were loads of people dancing in the streets (including yours truly). The following day was my first wedding anniversary with BH. The night spent dancing and grooving in Syracuse was the perfect celebration.

Mer and I have spent the afternoon laughing about some pranksters from Cornell. I wish I could hang out with them!

Many, many thanks to everyone who wrote in about the Book Meme. I went to the library and brought home some Vonnegut. I’ll let you know about it. In the mail today came the news that CATALYST will be published in Germany (no date yet), and I received the British version of PROM (available in the UK next month). It has a very different cover. I’ll scan it in and post it on the website, which reminds me I have some other updates to do. Mer leaves for work in an hour and I’m going to try and write then. She is done, done, done with school. I took her to lunch yesterday after her last final. It is a strange and wonderful feeling.