Birthday season ends today, with 33 not feeling much different than 32, except for maybe general nonsense appearing a bit further away in the rear view mirror. There was a fun convening at Barrage, which worked out perfectly because so many people would be there anyway. As I explained to a friend from college who now lives out west, it would be like having your birthday party at Naples in New Haven on a Thursday night (at least in 1993). Tonight is high-end Thai food and then we'll have to start planning for 34. It's certainly been a great week foodwise, between Pacific Echo, Thalia, Agave and now Kittichai.

The best thing about early April is that the first several games of baseball season get to compete with the atmosphere's propensity for producing stubborn cutoff lows. At least there won't be snow at Yankee Stadium this year (at least in the next week). I don't know how they do it in cities like Cleveland and Denver, with outdoor stadiums and tricky April weather patterns. I would prefer to see the Yankees-Red Sox games start later in the season, and not opening day, when at least a bit of a pennant chase has developed.

It looks like heavy rain tomorrow with at least one computer model, the NAM, screaming for over almost 3 inches of rain. On top of the 3 inches that fell earlier in the week, expect flooding and a good chance of some subway problems (judging from the problems last fall). The good news is that it's the last day of standard time before those great weekend days with late sunsets and everyone out from hibernation.