A. I know it's one of our oldest and most revered cities, but New York is more or less completely under construction. Seriously. Every other building I walk by is coated with scaffolding. The very hotel I'm staying in is drilling new windowsills into the concrete all day every day! Oddly enough, nobody mentioned this when the room was booked.

B. All non-taxi automobiles should be absolutely banned from the NYC streets. Nell Carter's arteries weren't this clogged.

C. I got a new copy of the 2-disc Rio Bravo set from a local pharmacy. For ten bucks! Cool! (It's got a John Carpenter audio commentary!)

D. One NYC legend that's entirely accurate: The women. Seriously, I think I have whiplash from checking out all the pretty ladies. And yes, I'll be suing the city for that whiplash.

E. If you smile at someone in this city, they will instantly take one step backwards. It's actually kind of funny.

F. I covered this already, but seriously? Driving through this town is like sticking your fist down a kitten's throat: It's ugly, it takes a long time, and it doesn't really get you anywhere. The city should either add a second tier of city streets, or it should hire someone to invent jet-cars already. It's like Blade Runner here.


G. This doesn't apply to New York City exclusively, but I have two silly gripes about hotels: First, who the HELL needs their bedsheets changed EVERY DAY? It's almost insulting to assume I'm that icky. Stop knocking on my door, Marta, I'm working in here! Secondly, and man I hate this one: Why the HELL can't you open a window in a hotel room? Are you telling me that 99.5% of the normal hotel visitors of the world can't open a window because of the 0.5% who plan to maybe commit suicide? Humanity is being robbed of clean oxygen because of a few wacky crackpots? Wow, talk about the inmates running the asylum...

H. Saw two pretty solid thriller flicks today: The Objective and The Wild Man of the Navidad. Expect those full reviews soon.

I. Yesterday I watched Erik Davis eat an $8 cheeseburger. Last night we held hands at the Iron Man screeing.

J. Not very far from my hotel is Radio City Music Hall, so I may go by and see my pal Conan. Down another street is the Zeigfeld Theater, and get this: They're playing classic 007 all week! I can go see From Russia With Love on the big screen!

K. God I love THC.

L. Um, The History Channel, not the other THC. Crazy.