Commute into a city, they call New York. Nothing new about this place.

A Queens boy now a Burb boy...I never realized what it was like to DRIVE into the city. As bad as public transportation is, I could always catch a few winks on a ride on the subway. I think I avoided enough of accidents just today, to be fine with never driving into the city again. However, today is "Date Night" with MommyYo who bought tickets for me for Valentines Days to see Flight of the Concords at Radio City. Very Cool!

I got here a bit early and I'm sitting at Langan's bar enjoying, more celebrating, my safe arrival into a city. Stella please...

I always wondered what people were typing on their phones at a bar. Now, I'm one of "those" people. I'm better off. There is a conversation about a dog to the left of me and another conversation to the right of a women sleeping with her boss. I image the chatter and hummm of bar conversation to be the physical sound of people twittering online. This blog has become a slight addiction.

I'm off to Del Friscos with a steak with my name on...with a very hot, hot...hot chick we call MommyYO. These nights are far and few in between, how did I ever do this every night of the week!

How times have changed, all for the good. Today is a new day, a good day for DaddyYO!