  while i don't suffer from the titular malady, i find it something that i should mention... i waited for my means of mass conveyance to arrive this morning, and as the ferry approached the slip, i watched the captain of the boat begin some nasal spelunking. he hit the dock and the sidewalls on his way in looking for that juicy booger... maybe this was how that staten island ferry incident happened.
is it too soon to make off-handed references to this incident, or is it comedically acceptable to use it as fodder? well, i was a tad leary to board that boat, but as it was the last one that i could take that would get me to the city in time for the last bus that passes my office, i boarded. luckily there was a large barge piloting down the hudson, and so, we had to drive (float? ) slowly across the resultant wake left behind. perfect! the u.s.s. snotcannon could continue on it's journey. i felt as if i were some further permutation of maynard g krebs setting sail into the unknown; all i was able to think was "it was only supposed to be a 3 hour tour! " luckily, the large boat sailed away, we floated on (hmmm... styx and modest mouse references in one sentence) and we made it to ny.
i hate mass transit, and i like the model that la creates for city life. no real subway system, no bus lines, only lots and lots of solo drivers. i saw more hummers escalades and excursions in this city than i have ever seen in a single location. with fuel prices at $2.199 on the low end, i couldn't understand why anyone would chose to drive a vehicle that gets 2 gallons to the mile, but it is california, where everyone is an alien, an idiot or a dope fiend.
does it matter how crazy this city is? not much because they are blessed with manna from heaven. you know what i speak of, urlLink in-n-out , the burgers that make vegetarians want to eat meat. from pickin' yo' nose to hamburgers... let's see tom wolfe make that leap. 
