Waldorf Riff-Raff

I thought working across the street from the Waldorf-Astoria hotel would be cool. I was wrong. It is completely and utterly annoying plus I get no foreseeable benefits from our close proximity.

The last two days have showcased how un-classy the Waldorf neighborhood has become. On my daily commute I walk along the north side of the hotel. For the last three days there have been about 15-20 men loitering under the newly placed scaffolding. I walked the same route everyday that takes me in the thick of these loitering fools. My earbud iPod headphones are in my ears to block out the noises or comments made by the men, but I can't close my eyes. Basically I pretend they aren't there as I walk by; but out of the corner of my eye I can see their facial expressions and eyes. Apparently these men have nothing better to do than irritate people walking by them, drink coffee and smoke.


I'm hoping that the Waldorf cleans up this riff-raff so that I can resume my normal commute to work instead of taking a detour to avoid feeling exposed and annoyed by the behavior of these men.

Power of the Red Patent Pumps

On my sojourn through the city last Saturday I stumbled upon a store for Enzo Angiolini shoes at 55th and Madison. It was there that I found my most recent shoe purchase. The powerful Red Patent Leather Pumps. Men get to enjoy the power that comes from the red "power tie"; well now it's my turn to feel power and sophistication poring through me because my feet are encased in the red patent pumps. Thankfully my "power pumps" are comfortable and have a low enough heel to make walking down the streets of New York enjoyable.

Half Court Tennis

Everyone knows I love to play tennis. I already am commandeering my family to play massive amounts with me when I go visit at the end of the month. So it was with excitement and a sense of awe that I read about two fantastic players doing something I had never seen before in the tennis world.

Roger Federer and Raphael Nadal played an exhibition match on a tennis court that had 1/2 grass and 1/2 clay.
The court was made in Palma del Mallorca and cost $1.63 million to produce. Now there are a lot better things I think $1.63 million could be spent on; but, then again I was thrilled about this match between the best grass player in the world versus the best clay player in the world. In the end it was the clay wizard Nadal who beat the grass fiend Federer. I'm sure both of these fantastic players were ecstatic to try their skills on a court that would force them to change their shoes at regular intervals. Congrats to Nadal for beating Federer once again. He needs to teach his tricks to Andy Roddick so a return to American Male dominance can come back into the professional tennis world.

If only I had the cash to fly to the small island off of Spain to witness the "Battle of the Surfaces" in the flesh. Alas, I will just have to wait a few more months before I spend as much time as possible at the US Open 2007 in Flushing, Queens.

Thank you Ben & Jerry's

Today is a special day. Today is a day anticipated for quite some time. Today the moment of bliss occured. Today...I bought a pint of Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream ice cream by Ben & Jerry's. The wait for this decadent smooth & creamy concoction is finally over. Well, it's almost over...

I vowed to share the goodness of Americone Dream with my long suffering ice cream deprived friend Claire. She earned the right to enjoy the sound of the pint top lid being released and the first gaze upon the caramel swirly goodness of vanilla ice cream with chocolate covered waffle bits. Lucky for me, I only have to wait until next weekend to end the salivatory glands overdrive. We are going to enjoy a day of beauty capped off with our silver spoons dipping into the cardboard container of ice cream.

Thank you Rockefeller Center Ben & Jerry's for having one last pint available for me to purchase for a steal of a price at $5.50. Obviously, my call to arms to bring this flavor to the Eastern States was heeded by the higher ups at Ben & Jerry's. However, my purchase today doesn't let my brother Coyote off the hook from purchasing multiple pints from Albertson's for my triumphant return to the home of my Joani.