I'm on the J train right now, and it's a new day.  It's been a very long week, but today is the day of birth for three special people, so I had to embark on what turned out to be a 100 minute journey around 9 pm so I could see my friend Noah play a jazz show in Brooklyn for his birthday.  Since it's also Ella Fitzgerald's birthday and my friend Jack Steiner's birthday (he once gave me his last slice of bread in the name of friendship) I couldn't get away with staying home and going to bed early like I should.  Adventure called, and how!

I... got on the train... and then waited a very long time for the next train, and then it went slow as molasses... and then the same with the next train... and it all added up to an extra half hour of travel, 100 minutes in all.  But I read a good book written by a Nobel Prize winner, so the time passed relatively quickly.  I knew I would eventually make it to the show, and I did. 

Best of all, when they came around with a tray of free chocolate chip cookies after midnight, I knew the long journey had been worthwhile.  On top of that, Noah's girlfriend went back to grab us some more after they had already served us.  It was then that all those tough days on the road in India finally came to a climax!

On the way to the show, I took a train car which I thought was late, but turned out to be right on time... as usual