19 June 2008

Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer

Actually, it's more like Donna got run over by a Range Rover.

Looking both ways - heck, any way - before crossing streets in our bull's eye has been unnecessary for so long that it was entirely my bad for practically getting flattened.

But seemingly overnight, traffic's resumed. Eager Street is open for business. Big bulldozers busily move dirt. A foundation flies out of the ground. People are walking. The sense of motion, of progress - of regeneration - is palpable. Naysayers are clearly outnumbered.

I've said for months now that it's the night before Christmas here in EBDI-land. Commencement of greenhabbing is still maddeningly a few weeks off, but to paraphrase Grandpa - I believe.

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