My clock has officially switched to Brooklyn time: I stayed up till 3, woke up at 9. Yesterday's conference presentation went well, I think. Thrilling in its own way to run into other Common Readers, especially young ones. Afterwards I went to a South African wine bar, and later I ate Vietnamese sandwiches and drank bubble tea, which is a very strange beverage, requiring its own special straw, so that everyone's cup looks like a Sippy Cup. The rain poured all day long, and negotiating Manhattan sidewalks when everyone has an open umbrella requires a constant three-dimensional in-out, up-down motion . . . dancelike and more well mannered than you might expect.
Today Jean-Georges for lunch. We are full of anticipation.