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Two-thousand and five. It?s a new year, and with it, comes a new voicemail message (call, you won?t be disappointed), a new room in a new place, and now, miracle of miracles, a new web site posting. I know what you?re thinking … Sam, this web site was a chronicle of your exciting and outrageous gad abouts through Europe, what in the hell are you going to write about now that you?re in Syracuse, NY! Well, I?m damn glad you asked.

Well, first, I would like to you direct your attention to the structural wonder in my neighbor?s front yard.

When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. And apparently when life deals you sub-zero temperatures and torrential snow storms, you go outside with your buckets of water and mittens and make a sophisticated snowstructure. I believe the people next door are fifth-year industrial design students and, therefore, know what they?re doing. So that was at least one thing worth reporting. Then there is always the odd and end.

Oh, this takes me back. Just kidding. I don?t actually remember my briss, however I am quite familiar with the consequences!

Anyway, that should just about bring you up to speed. I recently sent out my sexy 2004 thank you notes (birthday and Chanukah) printed on hot pink paper with retro Catch Me if You Can Trade Gothic type. Those should go over pretty well.

Winter break was a dense collage of errands, acclimations, vacations and work. I came home from London on December 16 and left the next morning with my brother, Jack, on a one-way flight to Syracuse to help my other brother, Mike, drive the car home. That mini-trip involved a wonderful and ceremonious dinner at Pastabilities (with my closest SU friends), a 10PM, midnight madness, lease signing, and an all-night drive back to Highland Park in which we found ourselves stuck in an Indiana blizzard around 7AM (which we finally made it through to Chicago at 11AM, terrific!).

Shortly after that our family went on a kick-ass trip to Florida (Long Boat Key, Sarasota) and I worked for the next two weeks and my old stomping ground, Crate and Barrel (you don?t write the ?&? when you don?t use the logo, FYI). I saw old friends on the weekend and, with a few exceptions, managed to oversee the rehabilitation of the endlessly growing collection of computers at the Becker household. It was a little sad to leave (both Chicago and England), but it?s really good to be back and I?m ready to get my hands dirty.

Thanks for your unwavering support and web traffic, it has done wonders for my self-esteem,

Samma Lamma

PS This time around I would seriously like my school friends to post some comments (in addition to the rich and dependable base of family and friends from back home); show them what we?re made of Orangemen.