I have taken a small break from the mess that a few guests were referring to as a party to ensure that I am still breathing and my eardrums are not bleeding. The mirror seems to confirm both, but I cannot guarantee that my hearing is intact.

Tonight is my last here in Miami, and I must say that I’m very sad. Sure, I can find some consolation in the fact that I will be returning to Buffalo, with its sweltering heat and infinite attractions, but I still wish I could stay for another week.

Back to the party, I only have a few more hours before I must leave to the airport.