I’m home. I’m very happy to be home.
75MPH from Binghamton to Naples. Dinner @ The Brown Hound @ 6:30
Is this fascination with First Wife “candidates” another reflection of “Clinton News Psychosis?”
Twittering complex messages is a bit like haiku, minus the artistic part.
Only in NYC do the hippies wear Dolci-Gabbana handbags.
Shopping w/the wife @ Macy’s cost me $200. I got off easy.
Passing Strange. Phenominal story of self-identity and self-deception.
Passing Strange. Rush seats, in the pit. $26.50. Hell yeah.
The Empire Hotel rocks. Kinda reminds me of “The Parker.”