Happy Reverse-The-Curse-iversary, friends!

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Happy Reverse-The-Curse-iversary, friends!

20 years ago tonight, I made sure to miss the requisite two innings of the final game of the 2004 World Series by going out to dinner with friends to celebrate mrieser's birthday (at Dali, stuffing ourselves on queso rebozado con miel and albondigas de cordero and gambas con ajo). When it was all over, the Sox had neatly swept the Cards under the ruddy glow of a total lunar eclipse, and amid the utter chaos in the streets of metro Boston, I stared up at the moon and smiled peacefully, overwhelmed by all the changes in my life in the preceding weeks, but once again believing that change could bring good things, too, if I just had faith. And patience.

(The part where, uh, memerath and Mel called me from Davis Square to try to get me to come out to the bar to celebrate and I turned them down for alternative activities (🔒), well, chalk it up to twentysomething shenanigans. Oh, younger self. :) )

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