Broadcasting From Park Ave

Times like this I think a camera would significantly improve this blog.

I'm in Midtown Manhattan in New York City, on the 37th floor of an office building on Park Avenue. For those of you who don't know this is my first time in New York City, despite living in Boston for the past 23 years. Well, that's not entirely accurate. I've been to both airports before, and a Clarion hotel in the shadow of La Guardia, but this is the first time I've ever ventured into the city.

The flight in took a loop around all the "big buildings" on the island and then went right past CitiField where the Mets play, which was pretty cool. I'm not much of a tourist - I am after all the son of a man who toured the Louvre in 15 minutes (I'm pretty sure he used a checklist) - and I never get excited about stuff like that, so I'm going to chalk it up to the fact that it was about 6:45 in the morning and the most exciting thing to read was the SkyMall magazine.

I'm here for training from 10am until 6pm and I'm flying back out at 9pm tonight. I may try to get dinner in NYC, but my general paranoia around travel - especially air travel - will probably end with me eating at a McDonald's in the terminal at La Guardia. That said, despite the 4am wake-up call this was the easiest flight I've ever had. There was no one at the security checkpoint, only 5 people (8 if you include the flight crew) on my plane, and I had no problem getting in or out of the airports.

Anyways, I hadn't updated in a while so I figured I'd drop a line in here. I'm working (ha!) on a post about what no one should consider "deal breakers" when looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend. As usual, I don't follow my advice because I'm better than the rest of you, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't blindly heed my advice.

I forgot my Sox hat.
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