He has arranged for about 40 funerals or memorial Masses for World Trade Center victims.
He has arranged a luncheon at his home for a group of corporate executives with Vice-Pres.
He has arranged the two rappers' flights and visas, and laid the necessary groundwork for their tour.
He has arranged the trip with the help of his local connections and instructs his friends on how not to be taken advantage of.
He has arranged all this stuff as a giant warehouse tableau, as though it all existed as an inventory in the mind of an insane collector.
He has arranged and financed scholarships for more than 100 young players from Caribbean countries to attend colleges in the United States.
He has arranged for a fellow director to text him updates and plans to "run in and out" of congress to watch the game on television.
He has arranged for two European officials to work with his team in Chechnya, a move intended to assure the West that his efforts are not a whitewash.
He has arranged videoconferencing with schools in the metropolitan area to tell American children about the hardships and suffering of children abroad.
He has arranged one of the five into what he calls a "song without words" for instrumental septet, which takes as its title the first line of Mr. Muldoon's "Avenue": "Now That We've Come to the End".
He has arranged an "advisory" city vote, due on March 13th, in which city residents will say whether they support a tunnel or a new viaduct (or, amazingly, both).
