My poor little freeside. Anyone who hangs out with me for more than about 10 minutes tends to find out that I’m pretty hard on my gear. Only two channels work fully on my DJ mixer (the result of a misplaced jungle juice), I destroy bicycle parts like I was getting paid, my right turntable only puts out both channels if it feels like it, and now my poor laptop’s left-hand side has a big dent in it. That’s what happens when you take a dive off the side of the couch onto a hardwood floor. After a quick disassembly and judicious application of force by mallet and pliers, everything seems OK (except for a slightly weird trackpad button) but I’m not really optimistic. If I suddenly disappear from the webernet for a few days, you’ll all know why now.

NYC was a lot of fun. Didn’t see Busta Rhymes, got lost a lot, and ate some pretty ridiculous food. Could not afford good beer. Thanks to Megan, Lee, and Steph for being stellar tour guides and gracious hosts.