I could, if I wanted to, write a post elaborating on why today was such a bitch. I could tell you I had to get up really early. I could tell you about how my company EZ Pass didn't work at the Tri-boro bridge. I could tell you about how the office told me later in the morning that the problem was fixed. I could tell you about how the EZ Pass failed to work again later in the day at the Mid-Town Tunnel. I could tell you about how I got stuck in a traffic jam in the stinkiest part of Queens (Northern Blvd. exit off of the Van Wyck Expressway).
I could tell you how Wednesday's location almost backed out on me this morning and then I spent most of the day fixing that problem (without telling anyone there was a problem). I could tell you about the location for next week that has a very reasonable fee for shooting there, now is asking for a decidedly unreasonable fee for prepping and wrapping the location. I could tell you about the very expensive electronic thingie that blew up at today's location and will turn into an insurance claim of large, if not epic, proportions.
I could then post the same blog entry every day for the next two and a half weeks. I don't think you'd like that any better than I would.
On the other hand, I'm not sure how entertaining I'm gonna be during this same time period.
Please lower you expectations.