What Happens in Sandwich Stays in Sandwich

Another post I should've made last month: Boris, stand-up fella that he is, escorted me to a wedding in charming Cape Cod, where we ate lobster rolls and saw the Kennedy compound (about which I was very dorkily excited) and walked on the beach and rocked the dancefloor like the fools we are.

Check out his Jonathan Ames piece in last week's New York mag. He's a genius! (Boris, I mean, not Jonathan Ames, though he'd probably beg to differ.)