…but I have a brand new, fabulously fashionable ruffled taffeta jacket that is so awesome I won’t want to take it off, so I’m braving the elements and going out on the town on Friday 11 December. I’m not promising that I’ll make it to THE NEXT BAR! at the end of the evening, because most of the cavorting will be in and around the Union Square/Tenderloin area. An art gallery with an impending demise, an upscale downtown whiskey joint, dive bar pool, and some starlight are all planned before a late-night bite in an alleyway swank spot. So, winding up at Gravity will surely be a rude anti-climax. Still and all, my coat should really be seen by as many folks as possible, so I’m not ruing anything out.