I decide to meet a couple of photographer friends for drinks at grand central station. Seems impossible doesn't it. I call and say I'm on my way in, how do I find you. He says, you'll see me, I'm wearing a red jacket, everyone else is wearing black. That's new york city. Sure enough I walk right into the main atrium, where millions of people pass through, and there he is. It's amazing how it really doesn't feel like that big of a town.Later, I ran into a photographer friend from college that I hadn't seen for a few years. Just passed her on the sidewalk. We started talking to a group of people on a late night train and told her we were in a band, she said really I work for sony records, we said we're called the nadas, she said I have an eamil about you guys I haven't read yet, see you at the show. It's a small world in a big city.