Tonight, cocktails and caviar à deux at Pravda, and then on to the Strand for an event featuring Michelle Tea, Stephen Elliott, Michael Cunningham, and lots of other people whom I like and admire. Tomorrow night, a Mad Men costume party at a swinging townhouse in Brooklyn Heights that has to be one of the most beautiful homes in New York. And, at some point, I have to finalize arrangements for London in April, and decide whether to continue on to Paris for a few days. April in Paris. A reader asks about the ring I commissioned. I ordered two. Why compromise? I didn't. I bought these to tide me over: rose quartz, for love, and goldstone, associated with monks, stars and adventure. Like me.