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So the Knicks just got Stephon Marbury and Penny Hardway for a bunch of washed up players and some draft picks and some cash. It was making me think that trading comics would be fun if we were on some kind of team or something. If that was possible I think I'd trade Seinfeld and Ellen for Cosby, Lenny Bruce and a conditional first round pick.

Hmm, this is making me think of all kinds of other trades. Like a Presidential trade. I'd trade Bush for Castro and some Cuban cigars. I also would trade Bill Clinton for Tony Blair and some shoe polish. And Jimmy Carter for peanuts.

I caught the last five mintues of Sex in the City last night, only because I didn't want to miss the beginning of Curb Your Enthusiasm, which was on after it. Ironically, the scene I saw took place at the Hudson Hotel, the same place that I couldn't get into the night before and thus wrote my last rambling journal entry about. The show further confirmed my thoughts about that place. May the Hudson Hotel and its bouncer burn in hell.

The Terrot Alert thing is still Orange. I don't know when they are gonna go back to Yellow, but I doubt we'll ever see it at Red. I mean if its Red you might as well start killing people yourself because the shit is about to hit the fan anyways, right?

I am official sober from New Years in 3, 2, 1...Ahhhhhh.