The Buy Nothing Day was almost Do Nothing Day. My sister and I slept absurdly late, made pumpkin pancakes, and ventured out into the cold to see what movies the library had. The close library was closed; we followed their suggestion and took the train to a library a little farther away that I had never been to before. After our walk back, we sat around and talked, cooked some dinner, and talked some more. My neighbor came over late to join us for pumpkin muffins; we never watched the dvds.

I've heard rumors of other people celebrating via Wal-Mart conga lines with empty shopping carts, performing as mall zombies, and playing anti-consumerist songs over the radio -- but nothing's been confirmed yet.