I feel lucky. This week my landlady's been training me in the workings of her vast real-estate/antiques/reception-space/photo-and-film-shoot-space empire.→[More:]It's a big deal, and we get along famously -- she owns a few warehouses and buildings in NYC, plus some up the Hudson, where all sorts of tony stores and magazines and folks film all kinds of stuff, and she wants to teach me how to help run it (actually, she wants me to learn by observing and intuiting while she works her magic), and wow, this is a golden once-in-a-lifetime.

Anyone wanna meet up later, downtown or somewheres? I'm still not drinking (though my gut feels better), but that don't mean you can't. Antarctica's?