And now (10:20 p.m.) a spectacular third-quarter moon low in the south/southwest, I've come back again from the Pig Out in the Park, where at the last minute (It's only a six-minute walk) I just had to have strawberry shortcake a` la mode and coffee to cap off the day's pig-outing: Both were superb. The corrupt and vicious East has no clue by how much and in what detail (not just in climate, viticulture, and purity of politic and dialect) the West excels it. May it never. May it just implode, fall in upon itself, and drift out to the middle of the Atlantic and sink--And Leave Us Alone.