David Whitney called about going together to the Jasper Johns opening that night at the Whitney—Philip Johnson was going with Blanchette Rockefeller.

Pretty Day. Cabbed downtown ($3.50) then walked to work. Richard Weisman and his little kids arrived and Margaret Trudeau was with them. She’s really split up with her husband now she lets herself be photographed with anybody, and I guess she’s been dating Richard for a while. She was primping the kids’ hair. I didn’t have enough light bulbs though, and they fought over the teddy bear.

Cabbed to the Whitney ($2). Bob Rauschenberg blew me a kiss in the elevator and then later came over and said it was silly to blow a kiss so he kissed me. Jasper was drinking Jack Daniel’s. It was a small party, just for lenders, old people. I ran downstairs to get a catalogue and then I looked around to have Jasper sign it, but couldn’t find him so I had Rauschenberg sign it, and then I did find Jasper and he rubbed out Rauschenberg’s signature and signed “To a Lender.”

John Cage was there with Lois Long, de Antonio’s first wife. Jack and Marion Javits were there, and Jack gave a speech. Robert Rosenblum was there, and he got married. I guess it’s another Nicky Weymouth—Kenny Jay Lane—type thing. He’s from the gay old Henry Geldzahler crowd. Mrs. Irving who’s the president of the museum whose mother is a Whiteny was there. She lives down the street from me and I’ve asked her a few times if I could rent the garage space in her carriage house for the car. I want it so badly, but nothing ever happens. At the Whitney she said that she definitely would call me—and I think it’s because I ran into her husband going into the garage that morning. 

When we sat down to dinner there were packages of Philip Morris cigarettes at each place—they were the sponsor—and when nobody was taking them I took them “for the box.” [see Introduction] There was one red one but I couldn’t get it.