last night i went for steak at this place called 'the palm', which is like this old school steakhouse. it was immense. i got the new york strip, and if you can imagine heaven (or somewhere else that you love) in a piece of dead, half-cooked cow then you can get a sense of how good it was. before that we went for drinks at this hotel bar called whiskey blue. i had an 'ultimate mojito' in honour of theo walcott and it was fontostique.

new york is amazing. if i don't live in manhattan at some point then i'll probably fail at life. there is lots to do and lots to see, and so far i haven't done and/or seen enough. i bought some tshirts from the store owned by the lady who worked for sex and the city, pat fields. they're pretty good if i do say so myself. one of them is green and says 'yep!' and 'nope!' on it. i think you'll agree from that poetic description that all in all it's pretty bitchin'.

batman at the imax was sweet as. the fact that it was at the imax doesn't really make much difference. it doesn't mean the film is any different, it just means the screen in mahoosive.

right now i should actually be on a plane back to LA, but because i'm hxc (hardcore) i'm not. take that virgin america! so i'm heading back to LA on monday and should be there mid-afternoon. the tickets cost me 85quid, which is about the same price as a pair of levis. i wish i could pay them in denim, sadly i don't think it's allowed here. land of the free my ass.

in other news, a policeman in massachusetts bought a cat back to life by performing mouth to mouth. and a woman in ohio, called china, killed her baby by putting it in the microwave. only in america.