An old fling that picked up and moved back to his hometown in Austin last spring called me at 3:15 in the morning last night (he was jetlagged from having just gotten back to America from a month spent surfing in Indonesia and assumed, since it was Friday night, that I would just be getting home from a night out—he was wrong) to tell me that he’s moving back to New York to work for NASDAQ. We talked for awhile. I was sleepy. But it was nice.
