I met my long-time friend "Helga" for dinner at 6:00 at Flanigan's (she loves the baby back ribs). Afterward we ventured down to Magnum Lounge, on 79th Street. She had one drink, lingered, and left; I had three and came home on the bus. (I'd gone to the gym earlier so we could spend some time together.) She had never been to Magnum and I helped her find the place. The restaurant was pretty dead, so we didn't have trouble parking.
Ran into old friends and generally had a nice time. Helga and I plan to repeat this in the future. Meanwhile her partner is back in California doing family things and probably won't return until the hurricanes have passed.
Right after dinner, Helga and I walked up to my place (4 minutes away) so that I could put my left-over dolphin in the fridge. She got to see the horrendous mess here resulting from the kitchen demolition and also met Lucky. She loved him. Since I adopted him, Lucky hasn't encountered any human beings besides me (except on TV, which he watches sometimes), so he was a little wary of her but still let her pet him.
Glad Ike is taking a hike away from here, it seems.
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