Recuerdos de Nueva York

So, my trip to New York was good. However, unlike the trip to Madrid, it would be impossibly boring to write up, since it was pretty much just meeting up with friends the whole time, along with, of course, lots of just hanging out with the BF. In the strictures that I've set up for myself here, we would end up with a veritable alphabet soup! For the record, I saw, in order of first vocal appearance: the BF, Dr. K—, GF, McC, D—, GO, A—, and M&M. (Can anyone make those letters spell anything?) Basically the only actual New York sight we saw was The Cloisters (more because it was a beautiful day than anything else) and Century 21. (BF got shoes; I was tempted by a denim jacket, but resisted.)

In addition, upon arriving at Dr. K—'s (gorgeous) apartment, she said, cheerfully, "I have a surprise for you!" And guess what? The Advisoress happened to be in New York that very week. What luck! (Thank you, all of you who completely failed to warn me about this.) Although I'm fairly certain that all color drained from my face upon hearing that she would meet us after lunch, it was actually wonderful to see her. She did mention that I had promised a chapter by the end of April, but didn't blame me too much for not being in contact more (which, to be fair, is not entirely my fault). And the baby! She is so big!

I was, I think, forced into revealing the address of this blog during the afternoon. When I saw Dr. K— later in the week, she apparently had read the entire thing, and opined "I don't think [the Advisoress] should read this..." She may be right.

NOTE TO NEW READERS OF GREG'S LONDON RAMBLINGS: This isn't really me! It's, like, a literary persona! Y'know, poetic license and stuff!

Anyway, I've officially made my debut at that Famous London Website. They've also made it clear that they do NOT, in fact, expect a post every weekday. My beat is classical music, and that would be just too much. One or two posts a week will be the speed for now. And I would say for the record that a certain post on the site last week, that thankfully sort of did not have my name attached, I am rather embarrassed about. I had saved it as a draft, fully intending to tone down the polemical rhetoric, um, substantially. But then my editor went ahead and posted it while I was in New York, because it was a slow week on the site generally. I appear to have received some hate mail already, which I have so far been too scared to read... Eee!