Taking a bite out of the Big Apple

As of yesterday, I am officially a New Yorker. My graduate program begins in a little less than three weeks. I’m now keeping a separate blog from this here smarty pants number, chronicling my New York experience (mostly for all my people back home). My first two posts:

1. My first 18 hours as a New Yorker. Give or take.
2. The halls smell vaguely of urine.

Wish me luck.