I’m signing off right now to get ready for a completely new experience — a first, one of the few left to me in a lifetime of trying pretty much everything once. This evening, with Mrs. D. and our young princess, I am going to a fashion show.

Wellnigh my entire knowledge of this zone comes from watching The Devil Wears Prada, so there will be much to take in. (Alas, my plan to wear my Aloha shirt to the event was scotched by a threat of divorce from Mrs. D. I shall be wearing a humdrum business suit instead.)