Got kicked out of a bar last night for the first time in many years. Although strictly speaking it wasn’t me that got kicked out - just the fresh-faced NYU students I was with. But we all ended up leaving, so it amounts to the same thing. Ah, youth.

It’s freakishly warm here today (52 degrees) and rainy. We were told it would be cold and snowy, but I guess that’ll learn me for listening to weather reports. In any case, if I end up walking the Queensboro bridge during a transit strike I suppose I’ll be just as glad that it isn’t snowing. But perhaps I should have brought an umbrella.