I have good news and bad news. Which do you want first? Well, you have no choice because I'm writing. Ha! The Good News: Remember when I wrote of the "Lincoln Lunatic"? Well, he has been caught! The Bad News: I'm sorry to say that I missed the full-sized missile replica with the words "Viva Viagra" emblazoned on its side driving through Manhattan last month. (image via the New York Post) Apparently, Pfizer sued Jet Angel for the stunt and courts today ruled in favor of Pfizer. Wait for the bad news. Wait...

There are two fears that haunt me every day as I move in, out, and about NYC. The first are subway and sidewalk grates. I hate walking over grates. There are the obvious reasons, such as my heels getting stuck in them or the fear of treating passerbys to a Marilyn Monroe moment whenever I don a skirt or a dress. However, the main reason I fear grates is because I'm scared that one will fall out from under me. Unfortunately, I possess neither the grace nor coordination to position my heelslike Ms. Monroe in this famous movie scene. And when my skirt blows up,I tend to resemble a panicked duck. (image via StrangeCelebrities) Friends would always scoff at this phobia, pointing to the...