I did two things on Thursday night.
First, I went to see Al Gore's movie, An Inconvenient Truth. Incidentally, the movie was directed by Davis Guggenheim, the son of Charles Guggenheim, who ran Guggenheim Productions and won some Academy Awards. I interned there when I was 16. Charles died a few years ago.
An Inconvenient Truth features Gore using his usual trickery - things like "reason" and "science" - to make a pest of himself by telling people they should change their lives to perpetuate the survival of the human race. Better just to ignore him, folks. By the time Manhattan is half underwater, I probably won't even live here anymore.
Second, I went to a strip club. I had never been to one before, and this one, as strip clubs go, was very "upscale." A friend from college had somehow gotten free passes. EJ, who is a girl, went also. She seemed to be having more fun than anyone at first, but then a dirty alcoholic stripper tricked/pushed her into buying some incredibly expensive drinks that the stripper wanted. Then the stripper tore a button off my shirt and we left. Everyone else in the place seemed rich. One person was a midget.
So, in closing, I encourage everyone to go see An Inconvenient Truth.