I’m in San Francisco. I decided that 4 weeks was enough of the east coast and now I’m trying out the west cost. Tomorrow I plan to check out the hard-to-find island from LOST because it is just way too boring around here. Though I guess I should wait until my training for my new job is done, but then I’m so outta here.

The reason I logged into this here website with my name on it is to update you on my new (but short lived) life in New York. But since I’ll soon be hanging with Hurley and Locke (or maybe not, I can’t remember how last season ended and who was where), I ain’t gonna. I’ll send a new update for the blog via carrier sea gull as soon as I can trap one on the island and convince him (or her) to carry my Very Important Message back to you all on the internet. I’ll have to google the directions to get to the internet from the island because I don’t know what they are but birds are smart, especially sea gulls because they always know just when to poop when flying over you such that you get a nice present on your head. That’s an innate grasp of physics, folks.

So I’ll get back with you soon.

Around midnight the neighborhood decided to celebrate Obama’s victory on our corner.