This is the...most modest...room I've stayed in since that week in Hong Kong (and I shoulda shared a more expensive room then with the blond I met on the airplane -- but that's another story).

Sounds like the Big Wigs are over at the W Hotel. Wonder how much that place is a night. I bet they won't wake up all itchy tomorrow.

Think I'll wander down to the hotel lounge and befriend a young, lonely newlywed who's husband isn't showing her enough attention in this foreign land. Oops. This isn't a foreign land and there is no hotel lounge.

Train travel, BTW, was not unpleasant. The microwaved cheeseburger I had in the snack car was far better than expected.

Got a few emails to respond to (and pointers to...point to). Just hang in there, K?

Think I'll go out for a stroll 'round Times Square.

Update, Wednesday morning: Quick update before a shower heading out to the events. Allow me to name drop. First of all, I did a bunch of walking about and just orienting myself (also bought some shoe polish - exciting). Managed to hook up for dinner with Pieter Dorsman of PeakTalk who was a pleasure to meet. After dinner, we met with Roger Simon, Charles Johnson, Glenn Reynolds, Gerard Van Der Leun, Judith, Neo-neocon, Ed Driscoll, Jill Stewart, Magnus Kempe and Tom Troja of Open Source Media (Yes! That's the new name.), Pamela, David Corn, Cathy Seipp, Andrew Breitbart, Lisa Ramachi-Vincent, Stephen Green, Richard Landes and Pedro of SecondDraft, and, oh no, there was one other fellow who's name I can't remember, and I sure hope I didn't outright forget anyone. Had drinks in the lobby of the W Hotel...stayed up a bit later than I intended. Didn't get a chance to really speak with Pamela, Stephen, Andrew or Cathy...hopefully today.

Off to the shower.