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Hey, how about the weather? No, seriously: We were supposed to be working from Miami by yesterday afternoon, but that ridunculous hurricane working its way across southern Florida has resulted in our flights being cancelled two days in a row. We suppose the change in VMA travel plans is slightly less inconveniencing than, say, being killed, but we were so excited to skank about South Beach and rub our flesh against Diddy's porcelain threads. Alas, our budget airline of choice has inexplicably cancelled all of its NYC flights to Miami, despite the fact that most flights from other cities to the area are still running. Clearly, the city of Miami doesn't want any more New Yorkers around. Since every publicist and her tiny dog is in town, we suppose the sentiment is rather understandable.