2:25 pm, New Haven, CT – heading into NYC for a day or two. Dressed like a jackass, because, well, it is summer on the East Coast. And it’s much more fun to look like Lenin playing at being Tom Wolfe back here than in SF.
Why the heck doesn’t Metro North have bar cars on this line?
Yet another reason not the commute by train from CT.
Looking forward to a quasi business dinner with friends tonight. Then back to the grind tomorrow, shaking hands and influencing people around our NYC office. Which has great views of the Brooklyn Bridge, but which also, regrettably, therefore, is down by Wall Street.
Even now the lunch and dinner options down there aren’t fantastic. Still, the spirit of capitalism will out, even if the Protestant ethic no longer dominates.
Better stop raining. Or my hat will distintegrate.
Franklinsanity 
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