I imagined my insides to be as roughly calloused as a day laborer's thumbs. In my line of work, you develop a certain tolerance for the unexpected gut-punch.  Even a blow delivered by a master of casual brutality like Bo Harkins couldn't slow me down for long. It was more the whole getting tossed in the trash thing that I was sore about. That, and, even after nosing around the Unfettered Souls Wellness Center, still not having a clue how to find my client Paul Fennel's indentured soul mate. I'd returned to Ahmet's bodega to figure out my next move. It was to call Dot, my exotic guide on the creepy back-roads that spider off the information superhighway. READ MORE

"Yours truly has survived quite well all these years without the slightest notion of who Lady Gaga, was, and this blessed state of affairs could continue to her and my mutual satisfaction, I'm sure, if not for my friend Jeff, who used to attend services at the Stanton Street Shul. Far more attuned to pop culture than I am, Jeff discovered that a new biography of Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta (Lady Gaga for short), titled Poker Face, is about to come out and that she and I, and all of you, really, are closely related in Kevin Bacon fashion..." READ MORE

Why, look, it's "the Only Known Freestanding, Mid-19th Century Wooden Country House Remaining in the Northwestern Section" of Crown Heights! READ MORE

Here is a sort-of handy guide for young lady lawyers interested in joining firms with other hot women. Sort of! Notes a spoilsport: "This is going to sound crazy, but I find it hard to objectify women once they start talking. Once they open their mouths, I care about things like 'what they are saying' and 'whether or not I agree.' Women I agree with, I find attractive." Also the real answer seems to be Cravath.

If you've got something to get done-or just want to sleep in a little bit-today's probably a good day to do that, because the water falling from the sky has proved impossible for our modern-day technology to handle. You're welcome!

A reader writes: "I'm sending this out in hopes that I can warn some fellow NYers – there are no trains running downtown at the 8th Street R station at night and the MTA apparently has no intention of warning anyone. I was in the station for like 20 minutes waiting with a big group of people, just watching express trains go by, before a kindly conductor actually stopped the train to let us know that no R trains would be there till morning. There was no signage, no red tape, nothing. And of course the attendant at the booth had been laid off long ago, I'm sure. We were told that we could get a fare compensation but were quite rudely denied at 14th street. I spoke to a woman outside the station who said that the same thing happened to her last night. I can't imagine how much fare the MTA is getting out of this deal by just letting entire nights go by where people are swiping their cards and getting no service. After leaving in a total rage, I regretted not making a sign myself to try and save some future riders the disservice....hopefully this does something!" READ MORE