Thanksgiving weekend, Kirti off to India, what else but get the hell out of town. That I did, in real quick fashion by snapping off a cheap deal to get to New York/New Jersey to meet Sam and Such. What if I had to travel from Illinois to Wisconsin and then fly to New York and get to New Jersey to meet these two, it was worth every mile driven, every mile flown, every dollar spent at the toll-booth and every bit as relaxing as I had expected the trip to be. Talk about much ado about nothing, the airport X-ray scanners and full body pat downs, that is: NOTHING. No one seemed to be bothered and no one raised a ruckus about it at Milwaukee or in NY. Spent the best part of Thursday walking in the cold rain on the streets of Manhattan figuring out our next hot-spot to cover and for a few brain-cramp moments we mistook Bryant Park to be the unmistakable Rockefeller Center, wild enough to think that just because there was an ice rink and people were having a great time that this was it. Even w