The morning never really started as the evening never ended. I came back from a whrilwind tour of Greater NYC art districts caught a cat nap in time to put the better half on a jet to Boston. Alone in the lumbering day with a nagging fear of Brain Tumors, I fell upon the strange shores of old frineds and young minds. We decided we should make a movie and drew a map of it and more or less acted silly. The kids ate healthy snaks and the adults got to have A 88 Sauternne with blue cheese. I’d like to state for the record that officially I’m not really in favor of blue cheese or dessert wine, but in this case it was jaw dropping oh wow good.
