NYC is a downright mess. Few subway lines are running, and the ones that are don’t all have a/c in every car. So cars that do have a/c are packed to the gills and are hot anyway.

Add to that it’s 95F today, and humid, and you have 9 million people in the metro area who are angry, sticky, smelly and just want to go home.

Plus, it’s a freaking rainstorm. The transportation of a major metropolis comes to a halt because of rain? We can do better than that for heaven’s sake.

However, a very very kind cabbie took me to the bus station despite it being past his off-duty time, and his kindness more than made up for the horrors of this morning. Now to go home, drink and rest. Be careful out there.
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Am I the only one who was taught by several teachers to always always always let a pregnant lady go ahead in the line for the ladies’ room?

Of course, I have trouble getting a seat on the subway. Why should anyone care if I have to go and a fetus is dancing on my bladder?
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I’m testing the wild, wooly moblog. It’s not like I have a camera phone anymore BUT I do have a Blackberry. And I know you’re dying to know
what typos my thumbs can come up with while I go to Texas.

Land of my favorite beer.

That I can’t really drink too much of.