This morning I was awakened by the ringing of the phone, too loud as always, right next to my head. I picked it up and heard, “HAPPY ASSYRIAN NEW YEAR!”
I was pretty sure at this point that I was just having another one of my twisted little reality dreams, but no. Lindsay was in her car on the north side, caught in the traffic overflow from the Assyrian New Year Parade.
So: Happy Assyrian New Year! In case you are wondering, it is now the year 6752.