I have been looking forward to Autumn in New York for basically this entire year. In fact, I have dreaming about it since I was a kid who watched way too many old movies with no idea about what life or this city would actually be like. I arrived in January, and saw the seasons change and build to what would no doubt be a sort of grand finale...And now it's here. And it apparently brings with it a fairly consistent downpour of rain. But, lucky for NYC, I feel about this town like Owen Wilson feels about Paris. So bring it on, New York. There's nothing you could ever do to really upset me.