New York City at the Center of the World

Had a nice phone conversation with New Hampshire writer Emma Wunsch the other day.

Friends have asked me how Nick & Emma & beanie-baby Georgia are doing up in northern country and I've had no idea. Nicko—God love him! (said as Tina-Fey-as-Sarah-Palin)—updates his blog infrequently, is not a very generous emailer, and I never speak with him on the phone unless he's got a wife who's just gotten pregnant.

After college, Nicko left the city and—I believe—roomed with Bigfoot up in the mountains for several years. We're good friends but we just didn't keep in touch long-distance. We only really caught up once he came to his senses and moved back to New York City, at the center of the Universe.

And since moving his new family up to the Great Unknown this past August, I started to think I'd completely lose touch with him again.

Fortunately for ME, Emma's a more consistent blogger and she hasn't met a friend as cool as me up there just yet.

For everyone who's curious, they're doing well up there. Though it sounds like Nick's started using cocaine and PCP again. So, you know.