Manhattan – Queens – Roosevelt Island – Queens – Manhattan – Brooklyn, all in six stops.

I usually keep a fairly low profile at any event that I attend, but here, much whispering occurred, possibly due the delicious lubrication available.

Yeah, I know. Me and everybody else.

I promise ...

… bwains! Bwains!

It took until this past Saturday to feel vaguely decent again. Decent enough that I was finally up for a beer.