Wednesday, November 11, 2009


Today, I came to New York City. Hopefully, I will never leave. Not soon, anyway.

Linda worried the whole flight. I, on the other hand, never worry.

Hello, lovah.

Later, she will shake her groove thing on the dance floor, and you will think, is this New York?, shaking your booty?, if so, I want more.

I am Michael Clayton.

Does your bathroom look like this? Me thinks not. We spent the night at a party, but I didn't bring my camera, because I wanted to remember how things were, not what they looked like.