Seriously, though
I’m back in nyc the city that never sleeps big apple gotham city island of manhattan bought from the natives for some shells from long island. Sherry came back east with me to welcome in the year of the dog party down at Chad and Morgans many kisses at midnight and cheers with good friends. Then J&Z took the chinatown bus from Philly for a visit and brought me a yummy warming bottle of amaro that was wearing a hat and sweater! We had several days of sunny and 60 soooo nice but I have a feeling it was a cocktease and feb is going to spank us not the good way.
So now I’m back to real life whatever that means hunting for jobs like on an african safari in my christmas cashmere. Its really too bad I cant gain employment taste testing all of the wonderful little restaraunts in my village because Im doing a damn good job at it. Cuban corn fresh dumplings crispy crepes. Adios 2nd Avenue Deli. Or a movie reviewer since Im watching a ton. Match Point is great. Narnia did not disappoint. Highly recommend Modigliani and March of the Penguins (can you imagine how these little suckers have survived??). I find Belle du Jour kinda freaky. And I’d do Mr AND Mrs Smith.
