Had dinner at GeneClark and Songbird�s home last night, a fun and cozy time. They are both engaging people who are easy to be around. They live in one of those "modern" apartment buildings from the 50s with a sunken front entrance...their across the hall neighbor is a pimp with a bad temper, but other than that they seem to have a peaceful life over in Gramercy (Murray Hill?)

One of the weird aspects of living in NYC is that despite your best efforts, it�s hard to see your friends as often as you�d like. Crazy schedules and an abundance of extracurricular activities can make the periodicity of socializing rather unpredictable.

I wonder if the length of time it takes to switch from sleep to wakefulness is proportional to the intelligence of a varmint. I notice that Coney is just as sleepy-headed in the morning as we are. It�s really cute to watch him go through the requisite yawning and stretching and somnambulatin� before he really gets going in the morning. Good lord, will I love my own children as much as I love this dog? This recent study has certainly put me off the idea of having kids anytime soon.

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