I'm back from San Francisco and it was a glorious Saturday in New York City. I met up with a female acquaintance on Saturday afternoon and she suggested we go look at some art. I was thinking of the MoMA or the Met, but interestingly she asked me to meet her on West Broadway and Houston. To my surprise, there was a lot of art walking southward on West Broadway -- on the sidewalk and the occassional gallery. We weaved in and out of galleries and shops as we (or should I say she) mixed in some shopping during our excursion. I will readily admit that I'm not an art enthusiast, but it was very enjoyable for me to hang out with her and listen to her opinions on the art. Wish I could've said something intelligent about the art but at least I was honest. We also had some fun people watching outside on West Broadway.

Afterwards, we randomly stopped by a nice wine shop called Vintage New York and they were having a Saturday wine tasting which was very good. It did seem like everyone was checking each other out at the wine bar. Anyway, I know I'm supposed to spit the wine out but it took only a couple of glasses to get a bit tipsy. Unfortunately, I had to end our little afternoon excursion in Soho because I had dinner plans with a buddy of mine. Perhaps I should've canceled on my bud and made the day complete with dinner with her. Hopefully she wasn't offended by my abrupt departure.