We went to the Whitney, saw the "Listening Post" before it closed. A truly awesome display.
We went to a going away party for Rebecca. It is probably the last time I will see her, unless I visit her in Rome. I never realzied how much I missed her until today.
We learned that George, while good at planning, has the navigational skills of a 10th century cartographer, who still beleives that the world is shaped like the ark of toe covenant.
We ditched on a spot known as "The Blind Tiger", preferring instead a sickening country bar known as "Cowgirs".
They had OK margaritas, but jeez were they expensive.
A busy but otherwise good day.