I was walking back to my apartment yesterday from Gary's place, which takes me down 3rd Avenue from 33rd Street to 6th Street. Alone the way I had to step over 3 pools of vomit and saw 2 other people puking on the sidewalk. That's an average of 1 vomit incident every 5 blocks.

Generally I don't like the term B&T, excluding those who are not from Manhattan. I barely qualify as being a Manhattan-ite myself, living here for less than a year. But I think the stereotype is very true. Every person at the clubs along 3rd Ave and every person puking was not from Manhattan. They were from across a river and came here to party (way too hard).

That's why I never really liked hanging out in the West Village along Bleeker Street. You would always see drunk ***holes. But now it seems they have discovered Gramercy Park as well.

The East Village and Lower East Side are grungier and dirter than the West Village to start, but they don't get dirtier through the night. I think the crowd is way cooler, and more local.

It's actually pretty funny (but also annoying) to see the Jersey folks driving around in their giant Escolades on 20" chrome rims, playing music way too loud. You know people from Manhattan aren't cruising around on a Saturday night.

About a month ago I was taking the Long Island railroad from my uncle's house back to Manhattan at around 10pm. The train was full of big white guys in their 20s drinking Bud. They were being very rowdy in the train and annoying the train conductor. "Wow, he didn't make us stop drinking our beer. Cheers!"

Relax, people. It's just another Saturday night.