My newest coveted electronic item, the Droid. Conveniently, it's debuting just a few weeks before my New-Every-2 plan kicks in in December. And of course, better than the iPhone, it's on Verizon. I hate them sometimes, but their network is much better than crappy AT&T.
The specs look great, including a built-in turn-by-turn GPS powered by Google Maps. Why buy a $200 stand-alone GPS any more.
Considering the two alternatives on this story were either that they fell asleep or were so busy on their laptops they didn't notice they overflew the airport by more than an hour, I certainly hope they lost their licenses.
If I have to pay to check my damn bag these days, I'd sort of like a little alertness in the cockpit.
I always enjoy meeting my friend Jan for drinks. Not only because I've know her for 7 years now - which is crazy - but she still manages to amuse me with her tales. And, perhaps just as important, she always overpays her share of the bar bill, while I always try to guilt her into thinking she hasn't left enough.
We met at the lovely but ridiculously overpriced M Bar in the Mansfield on West 44th. It's one of those clubby, wood-paneled rooms with a horseshoe-shaped bar and a live jazz combo.
But alas, no happy hour prices. I had 2 glasses of an amusing little Pinot Grigio and one of the house specialty martinis - a concoction of Stoli Vanilla Vodka, French Parfait Amour, Blueberry & Pineapple Juice and Fresh Blueberries - and still managed to get out of there for $32. Good times.
When we were figuring where to meet, and I suggested the M, she looked it up on the web site and emailed me today that she was afraid she was not dressed nicely enough. I was expecting a tee-shirt and ripped jeans but she was fine. (Although I told her if she hadn't been dressed appropriately, I would have just pretended I didn't know her, made her sit on the other side of the bar, and we could have texted all night.)
But the best part is when she imagines she sees celebrities. She was staring at a girl sitting 2 seats down from us and I asked what was going on, and she whispered it was Rachel McAdams. Er, not even close. Not even in the ball park. Then again, this is the same girl who a few years ago froze - and I mean literally froze in her tracks like the proverbial deer in the headlights - with her jaw gaping open, because she thought she saw the blond guy who played Samantha's boyfriend on Sex and the City. Needless to say, another miss.
A 3-way cat-tug-o'-war over a piece of steak. The little guy in the middle doing all the eating instead of all the the tugging seems to be the smartest one.
I vaguely remember doing a Too Saucy post a long while back about the crazy amount of TV shows that are set in New York (sit-coms and dramas, not the talk or news stuff).
(Sorry Red State America, apparently no one really wants to see what happens in your little town.)
Here's some classic theme songs from a few of them. This just scratches the surface of course.
Back at the beginning of TV, Bensonhurst (that's in Brooklyn) was represented.
And a decade or so later, Brooklyn Heights.
Sometimes, Queens got in the act (even from Television City)...
I'm not quite sure where Maude lived, but it was somewhere over one of the bridges.
But let's face it, Manhattan is where everyone wants to be be...
Haha, no really. Sometimes for work...
or school...
or fighting crime...
Look at Herman Munster!
But usually just to have fun and try to be glamorous...
Or to be somewhat insufferably in love...
Meh, need a little palate cleaning after that (although they go over the same damn bridge in Central Park)...
Sometimes people in NYC were thrown together for reasons I could never figure out. Why adults would want to have roomies beats me, but apparently divorce is very expensive...
But sometimes money is no object...
Even if you and your roomie are a low level chef and a coffee shop waitress, you can still live in a great Greenwich Village loft (I forget how, or even if, they explained that)...
And they will bring the great NY theme song theme together...
Although the crappy cell phone cam pic really doesn't do it justice, I've got into making homemade pizza lately. This thin-crusted beauty is topped with a delicious tomato sauce, mozzarella, portabella mushrooms, and sliced black olives, all sprinkled with sea salt, onion powder and garlic powder.
It's 12" across and provides four very good-sized slices.
