We saw Hav and P in Times Square. No, they weren't lining up for the matinee of The Light In The Piazza (Been seen that. Shit is rousing.) Rather, the Mobb was up in the sky, ten times the size of life, in a South Pole ad. The location of the billboard, smack dab in the middle of the great white way, did make us wonder: what would happen if M-O-B-B's next album was a little less Queensbridge and a little more Avenue Q? Think about it! The Infamous Vagina Monologues? Come on, Fif. That shit would be so advanced. It's not uncommon around our office for us to be rocking nouveau Mobb material like "Fuck Bitches", and without fail, someone always says, "You know what this needs? MORE SONDHEIM!" Now more then ever.