Today is the last day of the penultimate month of the last year of the first quarter of the 21st century.
I talked on the phone to my godson, who was moving a huge Lego sculpture prepatory to going to Alaska to serve as a cook on a boat, & this afternoon am going to see an English production of Oedipus at Studio 54. I could have written some version of this a hundred years ago & I hope people will be doing similar things a hundred years from now. Or next year, for that matter.