Happily for Associated Press staffers, their new Headquarters in Upper West Chelsea/Lower Hell's Kitchen comes with an enthusiastic Irish bar across the street. Unhappily, everyone at the AP is already so drunk they can't remember what the bar is called.

So the AP moved its ENTIRE operation, their world headquarters, from high falutin' Rockefeller Plaza to the lovely enclave that is 33rd Street and 10th Avenue.

In order to stop the moaning about moving to such an "edgy" nieghborhood, the Powers That Be gave us to a gym, a basketball court, decent ventilation and ergonomically correct desks.

It also seems that the rest of the 'hood is pulling out their welcome wagons. How so? Today I saw a sign hanging off the dirty Irish bar across the street, O'Flaherty's or whatever it's called. [Ed Note: Eh, O'Flaherty's is on 46th Street It's something like that. Now dance, rummie!!] The sign read: O'Flaherty's Welcomes The Associated Press!

Hmmm....an Irish bar across the street from a 24-hour news operation? That bar owner just hit pay dirt! Now how long before the guys in sports find the local nudie bars?