Spent the day pretty much seeing every damn gate. They take them down tomorrow, melt them, and press them into the new IMac coming out this summer. Cool huh?
Since you're all eager for the next Babylon podcast, here's a little movie to tie you over. All photos by me. CLICK HERE to view or RIGHT CLICK ON THIS to save to desktop as a quicktime file you can enjoy time after time.
A park without gates...
Cat tested, Blogger approved...
Foiled by Couric...
While most Americans this winter sit in the comfort of their homes while Katie Couric freezes her ass off outside the Today studios in Rock Center, I look forward to being in Katie's shoes.
Let me explain.
I live about four blocks West of the studios on 49th street and, for me, watching the Today show's morning report from outside isn't just a passive 'so that's what New York's like today.' It's the actual factual live image of what the weather really is outside my door.
So when Katie, bundled up in at least 5 layers of coats and a hat that would make a Russian woodsman jealous, claimed (and made it look like) it was FREEZING cold this morning, I took it to heart, bundled up more myself, and headed out... only to find it NOT that cold, and actually pretty sunny.
Katie you've deceived me for the last time. You are no longer my barometer.
It's Official: POPE LOOSES MIND

Homosexual marriages are part of "a new ideology of evil" that is insidiously threatening society, Pope John Paul says in a new book published yesterday.
Oh, and the Pope also calls abortion a "legal extermination" comparable to attempts to wipe out Jews and other groups in the 20th century.
I guess global terrorism didn't qualify in his reflections on evil.
Paris Hilton's Phone List - EXCLUSIVE
BEWARE OF THE BLOG has obtained the exclusive Paris Hilton phone list that's been circulating on the internet:
* Domino's Pizza, South Doheny Drive (310) 273-8600
* The Beverly Hilton (310) 274-7777
* Nicole's Dad (310) 555-5467
* Petco, North Doheny Drive (310) 275-8781
* Sunset Tan (310) 289-8262
* Wal-Mart on Crenshaw Blvd (323) 299-8014
* Hustler (310) 860-9009
* Hooters Of Hollywood (323) 962-3373
Please stand by...
Sub-missive

So we're in Quiznos today enjoying a delicious Italian sub combo when this woman goes up and orders a 'French Dip Sub' without the bread and well done.
The dude behind the counter looked at her blankly (rightfully so) and repeated 'well done?'
'Yeah,' she said, 'well done. No red.'
Still blank.
'Mucho cocinado!'
Blank.
'You are hispanic, right?'
This went nowhere, and she just went down to pay. Of course they gave her bread, since normal people don't usually dip the roast beef in juice without it being in something.
She freaked out on them (must have saw red) and asked for the 'complaint box.'
No, thank YOU, graffiti artists!
So it looks like some brilliant grafitti artists shit on Citizens United's "thanks hollywood" sign in LA.
According to the group, "CU anticipated the vandalism, and has previously arranged with the sign company that their billboards will be immediately repaired if, in fact, they were damaged."
Don't hold your breath CU.
Jedi Mind Trick Friday
I just got a magazine in my office, Kidscreen, featuring the DARTH VADER MR POTATOHEAD (aka Darth Tater).
This is the best thing I've seen since the Liger.
Life imitates art...
It's probably, like the coolest animal ever.
According to today's NY Post, Napoleon's favorite animal in the whole wide world, the liger, is healthy, happy, and performing with these other freaks in South Carolina.
EXCLUSIVE PHOTO OBTAINED
BREAKING NEWS
Beware of the Blog has obtained this exclusive photo of Cristo and Jeanne-Claude's cat's litter-box.
Diamond in the rough...
Have you seen this man?
This is current bestselling author of Collapse and Pulitzer Prize-winner Jared Diamond.
One of the most brilliant minds on the planet and he has a comb-over.
Podcasting from the big apple...
So NYCBabylon and I are jumping on this bandwagon out there called PODCASTING. Seeing as how I have a degree in Broadcasting, I should be able to figure out this Podcasting thing.
Check us out every Sunday night on here or from NYCBabylon.
This is about a 30 min show from a different location in New York City each week.
Special guest stars to be announced soon.
This week's show comes from the Angelika Film Center in the West Village.
Enjoy.
If the link doesn't work, it's:
members.aol.com/tsokolove/bewareofthebabylon/podcast1.mp3
The point of no return...
Last night Craig and I went and saw Phantom on Broadway for the first time. Now, I've seen the movie three times already, so you could say I'm kind of obsessed with it. So, even though it's been here since 1988, we finally went to see the stage version for the first time. Below are our observations:
* The movie is better.
* Phantom is the new Cats. Never before have we seen so many tourists at a show. Scarier than anything in the musical.
* Conversation overheard behind us shortly before the show started (read with a Southern accent):
"Y'all, what's this show about?"
"I dunno, something about a Phantom"
"In an opera?"
"Yep"
"I think a chandler droped on him or somethin"
"And he loves some girl"
* Michael Jackson started the whole black hat tilted down over his face thing about 1988. Not a coincidence, I can now assure you.
* I want that monkey music box from the show so bad!
* Andrew Lloyd Webber must be one kinky s.o.b.
death, taxes, and garry glitter...
I'm sitting here watching Superbowl XXXIX, eagerly awaiting another wardrobe malfunction (please god, please), and it's occured to me that you can count on hearing the following songs at the following events:
ROCK AND ROLL PART TWO
Played whenever anyone scores a touchdown
CELEBRATION
Played at any Bar Mitzvah party (usually THE song that gets everyone on the floor
I WILL SURVIVE
Played at any wedding. I never understood this one. Is it that straight people want to run this one into the ground before gays have the right to marry? I think to get even we should always play Air Supply, Jimmy Buffet, or Maroon 5 to even the fucking score.
Always cover your ass
As I learned in boy scouts (yes, I was a boy scout, believe it or not) always BE PREPARED.
So, how not surprised was I to hear this little tidbit of info:
Stanley Kubrick approached Lloyd's of London about an insurance policy in case extraterrestrial life was discovered before the release of his movie 2001: A Space Odyssey.Â
Random fact for you there, but I did some more digging and found these additional Entertainment industry Lloyd's of London insurance policies:
Warner Bros. takes out insurance in early 2004 in case people actually realize Hale Berry as Catwoman is a bad idea.
Sesame Workshop takes out insurance in early 1972 against sudden popularity of Frog's Legs in American cuisine.
United Artists takes out insurance in late 1985 in case Grace Jones should decide she needs to return as a Bond girl.
Tis not TV, Tis HBO
Anyone read TALK OF THE TOWN this week in the New Yorker?
There's a piece on the new season of Taxicab Confessions on HBO, the show where you the viewer get to experience, in the comfort of your own lazy ass, the many colorful taxicab riders New York city has to offer. You listen in on their perverse sex stories, their bitch sessions, their favorite time they killed a motherfucker, etc.
Anyway, the show's creator, Sheila Nevins, actually says "I think Shakespeare would have liked this show. He was a voyeur. He listened.â
On that note, some new programming ideas for HBO, take em or leave em:
CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM will now be known as MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING
THE CAPULETS
Poor Lord Capulet. When it comes to family business everyone's on his side but daughter Juliet, who wishes to escape the feudal nature of her father's dislike for true love Romeo. In this week's episode, Samson, servent of the Capulets puts the moves on Romeo unexpectedly at the construction site where they work. Will Romeo go through with Samson's advances, keep quiet, and attend the Mets game with him, or is this all gonna end with someone wacking someone before taking their own life?
RUSSEL SIMMONS PRESENTS DEM JAM SONNETS
Why you be frontin? Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war. How to divide the conquest of thy sight, bitch!
TITUS ANDROGYNOUS
War, sex, and transexuals. This is could be HBO at it's finest.
GIVE UP THE GHOST
In this weekly supernatural thriller, young haunted Hamlet joins beloved Ophelia on ghost hunts, each finding the ghost within themselves. In a unique twist in the pilot episode, Ophelia herself joins the ranks of the undead, only aiding to their ghost studies. Season two will follow the exploits of that wacky pair Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and series regulars, "the gravediggers," played by rap superstars Gravediggaz.
the shadow knows...
As we eagerly await the o so scientific process of groundhog shadow sighting to determine a shitty end to winter or an early rainy spring, a few resources for y'all:
GROUNDHOG.ORG
GROUNDHOG BUDDHISM
PLUMBING THE DEPTHS
MOVIE TRIVIA
BFI CLASSICS
GROUNDHOG SONGS
















