The American Spectator

MONDAY br> A quiet day writing my column for the New York Times , and then swimming in the Sanctuary’s Infinity Pool overlooking the ocean. Then lots of cookies and tea, and then off to speak to the traders of the Royal Bank of Canada and some of their clients. It was surprising how many of them I knew. Again, everyone was super pleasant. /p>

I sat next to the head of the company’s trading division, a handsome man named Mark. He told me what his division did, and it was interesting indeed. Nerve wracking, though. I sometimes wish I had gone to work on Wall Street but I am nowhere near tough enough, plus I hate getting up early. No, I think the Almighty got me to where I am supposed to be.

The speaker for the next day is Tom Ridge and he came and sat with us. What a gracious, intelligent, decent man. I wish he’d run for president. I liked him a lot. (Wait. I forgot. I’m running for president.)

p> TUESDAY br> A ghastly trip on a small commuter plane from Charleston to LGA. The plane had the tiniest lavatory I have ever seen or tried to use. It made me crazy. That plane is way too small for a two- and-a-half hour flight, as it turned out to be. Plus, I felt very nutty, almost panicky, when I landed and they would not let us off for 15 minutes. Then we had to have a bus take us to the terminal. Again, yuck. No more commuter planes. That’s it. Naturally, my wife was totally calm. /p>

Then a ride in a town car to the apartment of our dear friends, the married couple Justin Feldman and Linda Alice Fairstein. He’s a retired lawyer and she’s a former DA and now a successful writer. Justin just had a porcine aortic valve implant that has saved his life. Aren’t pigs great? I think it must be a typo in the Talmud that tells us Jews to stay away from them. Justin is 86 years old and has behaved with ultra super courage in the face of this illness. I am really impressed.

I left my wife with the Feldman-Fairsteins and went off to the Essex House to my usual room. Then dinner with my food faddist friend Wendy. Naturally, she mainly wanted to talk about food.

I had to get to bed early because tomorrow, Lords, is a busy day. That’s a Shakespeare quote.

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