I go out walking after midnight
Out in the moonlight just like we used to do

As you know, we here on the VTB editorial staff usually use this blog space as a way to either vent about our personal lives (I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it), or about what happened on last night's ANTM (Holy god how can one person be on the phone for 3 and a half freaking hours, and although we ony knew you briefly, we'll miss you Megan) and don't even get us started on P-RUN (all FOUR of you to fashion week, really??), and sometimes we rant about our yankees and over-paid A-ROD, even occasionally we spout our opinions on bands we think you should see (anyone want to join us and LJB to see The Hold Steady at Irving on Sunday, the listening party last night just didn't do enough for us or me and the boxer at She Wants Revenge show in November?), and of course we use this space to talk about food, food and more food, but rarely and we mean RARELY do we ever use this space as a way of spreading the good word or asking for your help, so bare with us as we make a foray into this field...

a few months ago, we told you about a night out we had with Mr. B when he was in from SF, but what we left out is that in our poor and drunk space we were kind of stuck in Tribeca with 3 dollars in our pocket at 3 in the morning... not wanting to take the subway alone home to the ghetto, we flagged a cab who so kindly took us all the way home without turning on his meter (we of course got his info and sent him the fare and a nice tip later), not everyone gets so lucky. this is why you should donate your ducats or volunteer your time to RIGHTRIDES... this wonderful organization provides safe free rides to women and transgendered folk late at night and to some sketchy ass neighborhoods, making sure everyone gets home without injury!!!! Check them out! Help them out! These are the kinds of things we here at VTB proudly stand behind (heh, we said behind!)