I've been reading enough about those Con Edison manhole covers and steam pipe explosions and electric surges in the papers lately, (Well actually I read about them a while ago, it's just that this blog seems as if it wants to become Orwellian like sometimes in my attempt to maintain more than one blog...),  enough to make me not want to walk around the streets of New York City and its aging infrastructure. And that's not including all of the other hazards of walking around the streets of New York, like falling through grates or something falling out of the sky. I see the steam from miles away sometimes coming up through those orange cones in the middle of the street and of course I walk around them. But how many manhole covers can one dodge just to get around town. Life can be like the lottery sometimes. Hey, you never know. Have a great day.