New York Minutes: Week Five

Now ongoing so check back daily!

Monday: A play at the Met brings new meaning to a runny nose and was the most interesting thing I read. I would love to see it, if only to see the giant nose run across the scene. I've also never been to an opera, so it'd be a good start. Those tickets must be outrageous though. The Enquirer might win a Pulitzer prize for reporting on John Edward's affair. Investigative journalism on a tabloid level with anonymous sources that over ran credibility yet was true. Pretty cool story.

Tuesday: Switched from Haiti to Chile for disaster coverage. Health's cares up and at them. Why do none of these headline's interest me? Right, all have been overdone. Oh wait, Google can now translate, that's impressive. Onto theArts sections which is the only one that ever interest me. I missed the Oscar so this is a great way to recap. As expected, those that were caught the most attention didn't win and those that no one noticed seem to take home big. I'm sorry Hurt Locker, but I never liked you if only because I've only heard about you in passing conversation.

Wednesday: Webber's making a new sequel to the Phantom of the Opera. Lehoux is rolling over in his grave. Love may never die, but some sequels probably will. In other news, Caraviggio is rising up as a rival in some circles to Michalangelo. The only problem with this hype is I've never heard of him and thought of him as someone still alive until on the back page of the article.

Thursday: Dogs can now be used to sniff out bed bugs, leading to the NYT's most useless photo of the day: two men washing out bed bug vials. In other news,The Grateful Dead now have a NY historical society exhibit. I wonder if they're grateful?

Friday: Surfed the website today. Remind me not to take a taxi in NYC, can't really believe they scammed people like that. Okay, maybe I can, I wouldn't exactly trust NYC taxi drivers. It's nothing personal, they don't trust me, I don't trust them. I hope they find a way of correcting it, but even if they do, what will become of it? I assume most NYC taxi drivers are foreigners, if so they can always play the language card and pretend they don't understand you, which isn't cool.