In addition to his Globe duties, it seems like he's taken a second job in the P.R. department of LimoLiner:
At 11:08 a.m., we pulled up to the side of the Hilton Hotel in midtown New York. It all seemed so abrupt I almost wasn't ready to get off. The kind attendant bade me farewell with a chocolate coin, the letters ''LL" imprinted on the wrapper. I'm sorry, but how great is that?
No, pretend I didn't just say that. There's nothing worse than accusing a professional journalist of being on the take. Just ask that New York Post gossip columnist. Slow news days happen. It was probably just that there was absolutely nothing else happening in Boston that might warrant coverage by a metro columnist. Yeah, that's it, right? No wonder McGrory can't wait to get out of town. On the wonderful LimoLiner.
Brian McGrory says: Leave the writing to us!