The people ride in a hole in the ground. Mole men, unite

We managed to volunteer a young lad from another one of our sites to come down here and cross train so now I have someone to work the morning shift this weekend. For a change, he struck me as someone with some sense in his head. He picked up quickly on what he had to do and actually took notes! On the other hand, I also got the feeling he might be someone who, left to his own devices, would strip naked, stand on the pallet wrap machine, and engage in auto-eroticism. It's a sick world, folks, so live it up.

Be that as it may, I'm still thinking of getting the hell out of Dodge, for the weekend, and going into Manhattan. I'd like to see if the leaves are changing in Central Park. Suggestions for good restaurants and music clubs where a 40 something can go alone without seeming to be a pedophile or a weirdo would be appreciated.