Any Takers?

It’s Feb. 14th again?

How time flies.

Three years ago, I flew to Paris in mid-February, in large part to visit my sister, but also in part to avoid spending St. Valentine’s Day in Manhattan. Two years ago, I managed to set my jacket on fire at a anti-war fundraiser. Last year, I made dinner for my dad.

While I won’t be spending my time with my friends Johnnie and Jack this year (too much work to do, too many applications to send out), I would like to take the time to point out that I will be at home with with appropriate refreshments later this evening, should any attractive, lissome young women who might be reading this decide that I need to be properly distracted from my studies.

[I know that it didn’t work last year, but hey, what’s wrong with trying again?]