Just some random stuff.
I did apparate once, on the way to breakfast. Fr. M and Kaz
were absolutely amazed, not so much that I could do it, but that I could do it
in the middle of New Jersey traffic.
At Scarsdale we learned that Fr. M likes show music. We had
a very ariose tab room there. We continued along those same lines at the
Tiggers, until he asked for “Man of La Mancha.” This is like going into a
Jewish deli and ordering a glass of milk with your corned beef sandwich. We
listened to it for a while—he is a priest, after all—but for once Spotify’s
collection of virtually everything was less than appreciated. After he drifted
off to tilt at his own private windmills we went straight into ukuleles for the
rest of the weekend.
The Paginator has proven beyond question to be incorruptible
when he has students in his care. We went to a restaurant and tried to get him
all liquored up, but he was having none of it. So we took him out back into an
alley, mugged him, held his head back and force-poured cheap whiskey down his
gullet, tied him up, threw him into the trunk of a 1938 Oldsmobile and dumped him on the
lawn of Y’s house. “Same old, same old,” Y muttered, turning off his porch
light and closing the door.
We did have some good dinners, as always, but lunch remains
problematic. We haven’t found that perfect place yet. The little artisanal ice
cream and hot chocolate shop, on the other hand, always hits the spot. The
usual carolers were out on the tony Princeton streets, collecting money for
their servants, and I have to admit that the place does put one into the mood
to start thinking about Christmas.
The art museum had some Cezanne watercolors that we visited
for a while. I’ve been running into a lot of Cezanne lately, which increasingly
becomes a swell thing to do. Thinking back, the first time I ever went to
Princeton, pre-debate, was to visit a friend who had just moved there, visiting
that little museum as part of the trip. It remains worth a visit.
And that, as they say, is that. Next weekend we go a little
further up the line for Ridge. It will be nice to get out of New Jersey!
Oh. Wait a minute…
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