where are we anyway

the audc meeting was in the old city council chambers (ca 1929), which is always swell, in spite of the folding-chair/table amenities ---  and unlike the marathon two weeks ago, we were out of there by 6

earlier this afternoon, i opened the door to take the trash out, and there, in his shorts, was the purty little israeli guy from down the hall, trying to open my next-door neighbor's door --- he was clearly in a somewhat altered, but clearly pleasant, state ---- and he was happy for me to lead him back to his unit --- i asked him  if he had done ambien or something, and he said oh yeah --- and i said oh that's it --- he said why, have they done studies? --- anyway i walked him down to his very messy scene --- fridge and freezer doors standing open, half-packed luggage on the bed --- and he's wondering what happened to his missing sofa --- i reminded him that he was selling the place and moving --- i hated to leave him but he remembered his name and what not, so i figured he would be ok --- my next-door neighbor on the other side, who has a masters in drug and alcohol abuse counseling (!), approved of my actions

one's sanity is really quite fragile, generally speaking ---

i'm looking forward to my mini-sabbatical, beginning friday, during which i will inspect the hudson and connecticutt river valleys and see some old friends in vermont --- all new places! wheeee!!!