Tuesday, August 31, 2004

I must have missed The Young Professa' yesterday, since he's the only one I'd recognize, but maybe I just didn't notice. And I'm pretty sure I saw Atrios, but which one was he?

As someone else at Tapped has mentioned, a lot of people have stayed out of the city this week, not out of boredom or annoyance but fear. And others are being kept on call. I spent an hour or so with my ex in her cubicle at Time Warner, on Columbus Circle. The place was mostly empty. A friend came by from another floor, and told us the company had rented him a room for the week at the Trump International across the street. They wanted him around if anything happened. There's a bowl of fruit in the hallway outside his door. "They change it every 6 hours."

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