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They're saying that there's gonna be a huge mass-transit strike here in NYC tommorrow. If it happens there will be mass chaos, utter confusion and sheer insanity throughout the boroughs. We've all been informed to have a contigency plan in case of the strike. My plan is to sit on my fire escape and randomly shoot people with a sawed-off shotgun.

So Andrew and I hit the Manhattan Mall, H&M, and Macy's today. Gifts were purchased, though I cannot give specifics as not to tip off any of the people who might be receiving them. Macy's and the mall make you go up and down escalators in hopes of finding what you want, though somehow it always ends up being on the floor you just left. (In comedian voice...What's the deal with that?)

I tried on an Adidas jacket in Macy's only to find out that it didn't have any pockets. Call me old-fashioned, but a jacket without pockets seems very impractical.

Speaking of being old, I played basketball again tonight, which means I played on back-to-back nights after not playing for about three months. It's times like this that I wish I was in the NBA so that I could ice my knees after the game while getting a BJ from a cheerleader.

Or even a mascot.

For the first time in awhile I didn't watch CNN for even one second today. I feel so alive.

You might've noticed we swapped a couple things in the left and right columns on the site today. I'm told by my web people that "Archives" on the right is big these days. Who am I to fight the trends of the internet?

Speaking of trends of the internet, I'm thinking about a 24 hour webcam in my apartment so you can watch all the highly hysterical things that go on here. The only thing stopping me is that then you'll all see the secret ingredient to my chicken cutlets. Well, the secret ingredient, and that I always cook in the nude.

Hangon a sec, there's a knock on the door...

Oh, the Phoenix Sun's Gorilla mascot just showed up with a bucket of ice. Looks like someone's gettin lucky tonight...