Oh well, no one got what the poem was really about. Yes, I know it really is Tuesday the 11th, but it was about something that happened 3.5 years ago...it's actually a very dark poem.

Tonight I co-hosted trivia with Valerie. She was a great co-host as always, and the room was packed, even on a night soaked in rain and slush. I can never predict who will turn out on trivia night. I think we had 60 people.

A few questions spurred Kennedy and Michael Jackson jokes. At one point, I told people I'd give them an extra minute to get their Kennedy jokes out of their system, and a certain NYC newspaper columnist/comedian who shall remain nameless reponded, "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." The bad jokes abounded.

Thanks to all who showed up.