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Pursuant to an earlier post, I bought the Creative Zen Vision :W player in advance of a trip to NYC last week.

First off, this thing has just about the worst name in the world. It also has an awful splash screen at startup with a big "ZEN" that I would cover up with my hand so the guy sitting next to me wouldn't punch me in the nads.

That said, it's pretty groovy, with some serious downsides that make me think the PMP market is about where the GPS market was in 2004, right around the time the Nuvi came out and solidified things remarkably.

Kat has this great way of telling me about problems. She'll raise her voice and say something like,"Oh my god."

That's it. She'll wait for me to ask. Because I don't like to encourage that childish behavior, I never ask what she's talking about. So she'll try it again. I'll refuse to ask.

It's important to hold the line firm and be an adult so she learns the proper way to relate.

One of the great things about living in a new house is getting to discover all the construction peccadillos. Especially interesting are the issues that are found due to weather. The rain over the past few days have made life especially unpleasant for earthworms.

I've spent the last few days back in New York, and other than being COLON-BLASTING COLD, it's been a pretty uneventful trip. I had a nice kobe filet that wasn't really worth the absurd premium, but now I can say I've eaten it sober, so I can trust my memory.

The high point so far (I flee this godforsaken icehole tomorrow) was dinner tonight at Jean-Georges. While the service was the worst of any Michelin-rated restaurant I've ever been to, I have never wanted to lick a plate more. I can remember a time when I really didn't like ginger, but it seems like a silly, silly memento of my distant past.