Although, I now humbly defer to the homie JC on all musicallypolitical machinations--I can still egg him on in hopes of getting him to discuss some groundbreaking issues.  

Jeff is currently doing big things covering the DNC over at vibe.com, but since we're all about user generated content, hopefully he'll have some wise words to dispense about Daddy Yankee's recent endorsement of John McCain.  

 Last month a friend told me that she'd never live in New York city again.  I was taken aback by her declaration.  It was frank without any of the rank odor of pretension.  There was a simplicity in her statement that made it sound as if she were swearing off roller coasters or Tom Clancy novels.  Without so much as a deep breath she had evicted New York from the center of her world and then proceeded to take another bite of her salad.  

I on the other hand have been recommitting myself to New York during this past year.  Getting myself reacquainted to being here, waking up and smelling its morning breath, and falling asleep amidst its storing, like a newlywed getting acquainted with the rhythms of marriage after a decade of courtship.  Except, it's been longer than a decade, New York and I have been in a relationship for twenty-seven years, sure we took five years off--but there was very little doubt that I wasn't coming back into the fold.  

Marriage is too overused a framework.

While I can not quite put my finger on a reason why---but I for some reason feel moments away for calling for a ballot amendment declaring that until something legitimately new comes out of it New York be renamed York.  

Let me guess, you think this crazy?

If you do, please remind me what's new again in this city?

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 I'm not sure if it's kosher for a blogger to print this, but I have nothing to say.  I could conjure up a million reasons why I've been slacking on my posts, but when faced with the truth--it all really comes to the fact that I have nothing to say, so I'm keeping quiet.  

talk soon,

f