I Wasn't Going to Mention It,

but then newyorksocialdiary.com went and published a photographic image!

Last Wednesday night at the Tribeca Rooftop at 2 Desbrosses Street, Yaz and Valentin Hernandes, Cynthia and Dan Lufkin and Laura and Richard Parsons co-chaired the American Folk Art Museum Gala celebrating advocates for the arts.

I sat next to an honoree and the museum's director Maria Ann Conelli, with honoree, Adam Gopnik, to her right, and a third, Arki Busson, sitting within spitting distance.

I really don't understand the universe that puts a transgressive figure such as myself in an expensive seat. It is too hot in the spotlights near the dance floor! I want to sit off to the side near an air-conditioner vent!

Some have called me a CIA agent disguised as a schizophrenic New York left-wing, literary art fag, but I'm just your typical everyday anti-banking anarchist with a chip on his shoulder.

Jean's Mummy and Daddy

Jean came over and we braved going through some ruined boxes that had been in storage for years. Everything in them was water damaged, except for the one thing she was looking for---a photograph of her mother and father. Pangman, I believe, but don't quote me.

Mother looks like she's doing a bit of sewing. Jean couldn't do anything genteel like that at all---no harpsichord playing or embroidery for her!

Reminds me of when I used to cook for Lord and Lady Gordon of Montreal when they came down to stay at their son Peter's house. Ask them. I'm sure they won't remember me. It was the late 80's. All very nice. Very nice indeed. My wiener schnitzel was to die for.