I panic easily. A few times each week when I get out of the subway and look down Fifth Avenue, I become very concerned. Because the Empire State Building is missing. And apparently, I am the only one who notices, because everyone else is going about their business like nothing is wrong. This is way too much responsibility for me.
See? Where is the Empire State Building is not there.
But then I walk a little more, and suddenly The Empire State Building reappears. What a relief! Although, uh-oh. The light has now turned red and I can't cross the street.
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On Tuesday, I walked past the Waldorf Astoria Hotel on Park Avenue. All the important political people stay at the Waldorf when they come to NYC and then the traffic around there is a nightmare.
Question: Doesn't it look like someone left an Emmy on top of the hotel?
And follow up question: Doesn't $400 million seem like sort of a lot to spend on the restoration? I'm pretty sure that I could have done it for $399 million.
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This week we're taking a break from the Saks Fifth Avenue window displays because they betrayed us last week by being superdull and also because I was uptown and saw these beautiful Bergorf Goodman windows.
I love how the mannequins have that high fashion pose of being all hunched over. I can never figure out what the bad posture is all about, but John thinks that when models pose like that, they are supposed to resemble hangers. Maybe it's one of those "No More Hangers!" pro-choice campaigns?