Charmed life: walked around Grand Army Plaza last night at 3am holding a smashed umbrella like a popsicle. Boarded a bus at noon and snoozed into snow shadows waiting on the woods of the freeway. Rolled on to a Bavarian Saint Niklaus party (mulled wine, good strong bread, divine light cheesecake) in Cambridgeport. Biked halfway home with a plucky French girl, crashing all the lights. Happy tonight.