Wednesday, December 31, 2014


New Year's Eve my Senior year at Yale was a disaster. I had planned to meet some friends in Times Square in New York... and this was pre-renovation Times Square...pretty grungy as I recall. Of course, this was way before cell phones. Somehow we missed connections, and I found myself alone in Times Square in a downpour without an umbrella. After wandering around interminably, I eventually headed over to Port Authority, only to learn that the last bus had already departed for Ridgewood, New Jersey. I was planning to visit my sister Julie and brother-in-law Tom Martin in Wyckoff, next door to Ridgewood. The ticket office was closed, so I sat down on a bench on the platform and tried to sleep. No sooner had I done so than a policeman roused me awake. It was not permitted to sleep on the bench without a ticket. "But the ticket office is closed, sir." "No matter, you're not allowed to sleep without a ticket." It's amazing I didn't get bronchitis.

Anyway, I hope you are having, or will have had a more exciting New Year's Eve this year! Best wishes for 2013!



Today I celebrate Hogamany in my Dad's Gunn tartan kilt with my friend Istvan at the St. Andrew's Society of SF firehouse on Green Street. Then I'll have dinner with my friend Adam at Garcon on Valencia. Tomorrow morning I'll have early breakfast with my cousin Clae, who needs assistance changing the ink cartridge on her printer!

ashle glass said...

Titian in the Frari (Venezia)