In Gotham

I’m at a wi-fi coffeeshop in Midtown Manhattan. What a great city this is, even in January. This is only my second time out here. My first trip was right after September 11. I could smell the smoking ruin of Ground Zero (like burning tires) all the way up in Central Park. It was a strange and intense time to be here. It’s nice to get to know the real New York City.
My wife flew out here to work. I tagged along because I felt like it and because I could.
There’s a lot of socializing going on while I’m here. So far I’ve met Jeff Jarvis and Steve Silver. (Great guys, both of ’em.) Later tonight Shelly and I are having dinner with Megan McArdle. Tomorrow we’re painting the town with Judith Weiss, Mary Madigan, and Eric Deamer.
I’ll be home Monday. In the meantime, enjoy the fine blogs to your left. And be nice to each other in the comments! Cheers.