NYCBloggers, as we all know, is a gold mine. It's the greatest site in the world. If you don't know, somehow, I'll tell you -- you can choose your subway line, your stop on the line, and then see all the blogs of people on your stop. You can find out who your neighbors are and what they did today!

I live at the 2nd Avenue stop, which is apparently where all the disaffected hipsters start sites just to post, like, 4 times, and grow bored of it. I say that after only looking at about 3 of the sites, though, and there are about 4 million listed, so maybe it gets better. There's no way in hell I can work through all these sites, though, so I'm going by good titles. Some of my neighbors worth mentioning:

• Texting: urban Depressive Signals: Cultural ruminations of a depressed performance artist.
  • Most intriguing sentence on the whole page: "I was phenomenally organized for meeting Emil, the accountant, in midtown."

• storypoems from the lower east side: poems for the people, none o' that there artsy- fartsy stuff... just stories from you to me.
  • This site is particularly interesting because not only does the webmaster (that's what we used to call bloggers, or whatever, the people who, um, ran the sites) provide us with a blog of new york poetry, but (s)he enables lots of other would-be (or may-be) writers to show us their thoughts! Great line: "My blood flows like traffic up First Avenue"

• 5880: first drafts, observations, and musings
  • I really like musings, and LOVE observations. Particularly this one: "they will cut off our fingers one by one until we can't make a fist."

    Uh oh.

• things lost to the fire: Journal of a writer/actor/model native-NY'er trying to beat the city into submission.
  • What does it feel like to be a writer/actor/model in New York, you might ask? Well, I'll show you some of this babe's recent moods:

    - current mood: mournful, and angry
    - current mood: whimsical
    - current mood: blood orange sorbet

    What the hell does that even mean?

• Rock N Roll Boy, Where Are You?: Musings and rantings of a bored, rock n roll loving fag on the brink of...something or nothing...
  • This one is the BEST EVER. Every line is blog gold. GOLD. 24 carat. Example: "I’m feeling annoyed, a coworker just took a pen to the back of my neck, which prompted my outrage, and I called her a cunt and she had the nerve to act all insulted: WHATEVER!"

    If I were gay and a rock 'n roll boy, I would be totally in love.