The Changing Mind-Set

February - There I found myself, desperately working into the evening hours on a brief for a hearing, before an early flight to Washington, D.C. How many ages ago?

November - Time passes, yet here you find yourself working on an update of the argument for the higher court, having ruefully lost at the first instance and now bringing forward a worthy appeal. Only a few hours until a return to the airport, and this time to NYC. Who says the world hath not a sense of humour and balance?

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Hilariously, the beautiful old acquaintance from law school who kindly offered to put me up for the non-wedding nights has sent an email as follows: "this is going to sound kind of crazy, but given the current situation in my apt. and trying to prevent the spread of the bed bugs to other locations, you may have to sleep in my bed with me." I was careful to temper my enthusiasm in accepting such excellent conditions.

Indeed. Hopefully to Spam-a-lot or the Drowsy Chaperone tomorrow night on Broadway, and hard to capture the immediacy latent in only one 24 hour revolution. Also already have tickets for the Knicks home opener at the Garden this Saturday. Talk about a place of "great but harsh" events. At least I'll get to join the "fire Isiah chorus" first hand. And on the final day, it is for now an open question whether I can fight my way through the marathon to win a signature from Don Larsen on my grandfather's perfect game ticket of October 8, 1956 that he has kept all these years. Into the presence of Yogi Berra, we ride. Forgive me if I approach the actual purpose of the trip - the wedding of a buddy for all these many years - as if it were a bit of an afterthought.

Still reeling about from the effects of the Halloween escapades, too - of flights of fancy, heart operations, and the strange yet magical confluency of moments. It is marvelous - when the momentum of the universe is unquestionably behind you. "One cannot alter a condition with the same mind-set that created it in the first place," opined the ever-great Albert Einstein. Though he would allow, surely, that such conditions can yet be altered by the randomness of external forces?

As the road and its travelers continuously vary mine. As the next grand pilgrimage commences...