2002-03-05 - 9:11 a.m.

I have to be at the airport in 3 seconds. Yesterday I found a tacky bowling shirt with my name on it. Not my full name, obviously - that would be bizarre. I have to write a feature about "Romantic Hotels" in New York, which is going to take a lot of imagination. We're going to do a "Patrick Bateman" day and try and get reservations at The Dorsia and go to the American Gardens Building and Wall Street. But without the killing tramps bit, of course. See you in Tunnel.