Things went well at the old office of the Knitting Factory last night and, if all goes according to plan, it looks like Nas and I will have something else in common besides a wicked rhyme flow. Speaking of NYC, if you’re heading there anytime soon, be forewarned – there’s major construction going on in the Holland Tunnel so you may be kicking it with lots of happy new yorkers in some bumper-to-bumper. All in all, it was a good night until JP learned that his favorite jacket was left behind by a certain accident prone lead singer. Seems like the curse is spreading. And the next time you’re in the big apple, watch what you say. The walls have ears, you know.

I’m heading out of here – I’m sick as a dog (whatever that means.) Happy St. Patty’s Day.