You can't spell "I'll bust your face if you don't hang up the phone" without "bus"

The good news: I'm reporting from sunny Bayonne, New Jersey, the nexus of all realities, the axis upon which our entire existence spins. The bad news: I had to take the bus to get here. Some notes:

1. Is there a more insidious enemy to the public transportation population than Nextel Direct Connect (from now on referred to as "ba-doop ba-doop")? Hearing one end of a conversation is tolerable, but both? I'm not some old man that's gonna complain about these young whipper-snappers with their cellular phones. But I am going to recognize that only a true misanthrope and sociopath has such a disregard for his fellow man as to use his ba-doop ba-doop on a crowded bus. Honestly, people. We're living in a society here!

2. They played Hitch during the trip. What a delightful flick!

3. I love when my driver takes a double-digit exit on 95 in the Bronx. It's a recipe for adventure.

4. When are they going to finish restoring the outside of the Guggenheim? It's been like, forever! I've been on the inside, and let me tell you, an upward spiral is a horrible plan for an art museum. The exterior is the only thing that place has. Move it or lose it, restoration dudes.