I've been to a good Chinese lunch on Seventh Avenue and 37th Street, arrrived home, gone out to the market, and returned. There seems to be a convention of immature post collegiate horse's asses hanging out at the liquor store on 79th and Broadway, which made it difficult to browse, think, or be civil. I can only hope they're bridge and tunnel fools and not new neighbors. Walking Broadway was an ordeal: too much crowd and way too many gapers amongst them.
I think I can get a spot of work accomplished on ROBERTA, and then I'll watch TUNA CHRISTMAS. A good laugh is needed for the stupidity of others and myself.