Yesterday... being the 18th, I went to this great dinner party in nyc. Something I wouldn't normally be saying, but it was in the insane apartment. The kind of apartment you get by being a republican in the eighties. It was rather absurd, but since the parental units weren't there, we classed up the joint (well kind of the opposite) with lots of chianti and really good food cooked from 8pm-6am on the 17th by this other friend of mine.
Good stuff... I felt so cultured or something.
Of course I was wearing sneakers, due to the Everything Toe Injury Day incident.