365/365: What real New Yorkers do on New Year's Eve

Eat lots of yummy potluck food, chat, play Rock Band, and watch Dick Clark. Just like everyone else in the country!

364/365: A nomination for House Beautiful

363/365: The Onlookers

At my friends' wedding, the hotel guests facing the lawn not-so-surreptitiously attended the ceremony.

362/365: The drink I couldn't have

361/365: Oasis up ahead

Anza-Borrego Desert State Park

360/365: Don't even think of parking here

On Wednesday, we drove around Salton Sea. This was possibly the weirdest drive I've ever done. To learn more about this strange and fascinating place, visit Kim Stringfellow's "Greetings from Salton Sea". We used her map as a guide and visited most of the places she documented, including North Shore, Bombay Beach (the site of this photo), Salvation Mountain, and of course the Sonny Bono National Wildlife Refuge.

359/365: Twilight over Joshua Tree

Cliche, but I had to go out of my way to get this photo. Merry Christmas, everyone!

358/365: Hummingbird at Indian Canyons

357/365: Freefall in Mission Bay

356/365: Dinner at Newark Airport

355/365: Happy anniversary to us

354/365: A dozen minus one

353/365: Tacky in New York

352/365: Beacon

351/365: Neverending light cycle

350/365: A good day for cooking

I was too sick today and it was too cold to go out, so I stayed home and did some work, watched The Wire and baked some oatmeal chocolate chip cookies (although in the end, the recipe came from the web.)

349/365: The trumpet and the piccolo

348/365: Music!

347/365: Buddha has bling

346/365: A heaping serving

345/365: The beloved tchotchke

When I was a kid, I was fascinated by my grandmother's tiny Coke bottles. I used to take them out of the box carefully, peer at them, and then put them back on her tchotchke shelf. Even then I probably thought that anything tiny was cute. When she died a couple of years ago, all I really wanted were the Coke bottles. My mom ended up giving me other things that she found when she was cleaning out my grandmother's apartment, but the Coke bottles are my favorite.

344/365: Garnish

343/365: Fake plastic daisies

342/365: Daily affirmation

341/365: 30 minutes to closing

340/365: Not creepy...no, not at all

339/365: Stating the obvious

338/365: Fun with Christmas lights

Since I don't have them in my house, I only get to play with them when they're outside (and I can get close enough to them).

337/365: What did you think of the skirt?

This guy was watching over me as I tried on a skirt in American Apparel today.

336/365: Marilyn's probably cold

First snow of the season!

335/365: Has anyone followed the suggestion?