Well, Agatha and I are moving to Adams Morgan later this month. (One of the more interesting features of the new apartment is discussed here.) Now instead of vomiting in a cab on my way home from the bar, I'll be vomiting somewhere along the short walk back to my apartment building. At long last, the days of being thrown out of a taxi, penniless and awash in regurgitated Corona Extra, are over! (Note: I have never actually thrown up in a cab. But I haven't yet ruled out the possibility [not of it occuring in the future, but of it having occured but been merely forgotten due to, er, amnesia].)

On a related note, if you would like to donate to the Help Toby Move Fund, please do not hesitate to click on the Amazon Honor System button to your right. The day laborers scheduled to move my belongings next Saturday aren't going to pay for themselves, despite my efforts.