European jet lag always throws you off for two or three days. It plays hell with concentration. The guys and I went to a double-header yesterday at Leows’ 84th Street — Terminator Salvation and Drag Me To Hell. We got back home in the early evening and I immediately went online, but all I could do was surf like a zombie. And an hour from now I have to drive Dylan and his stuff to Philadelphia, where he’s enrolled in the University fo the Arts and where he’ll be working and living thissummer Out of commission until sometime this evening. 5:25 pm Update: Heading back from Philly as I speak, filing from a moving car.
