okay, so I’m, like, in New York City. First time I’ve ever been here in winter and it is magical. Took a walk through Central Park this morning and it was so beautiful. Whiter than my skin in winter. Speaking of which… damn, its cold here! Not as bad as it was last week though from what I’ve heard, when it was something like -22′ C. At the moment its something like -5′ C.Writing this sitting in the Starbucks on the corner of W69th and Columbus Ave.
The trip over was happily uneventful and about as exciting as a 24 hour flight can be. Saw a great film – “Dickie Roberts: Former Child Star”. Laughed by pants off. Have no idea why it only gets a 5.5 rating on IMDB. Trust me – it’s funny. Ok, maybe you need to be trapped on a flight across the pacific, desperate for a toilet break but not wanting to wake up the old lady sitting between you and the mens room, with aching buns and swollen ankles, to find the humour in it.
My buddy Paul took me out to some great clubs last night. Saw a great blues guitarist whose name I can’t remember, but he ripped Hendrix’s “Voodoo Child” off perfectly. My hotel room at the Broadway Inn is about the size of a broom closet, but hey, its warm and clean and that’s about all I need. Met a classic guy in the a bar we were in called Rudy (that’s the guy, not the bar, which was P. J. Clarke’s) who is about as New York as you can get. Works in the rag trade and told me if I call him on Monday he will hook me up with his buddy Christian who is a buyer at Ralph Lauren and he will put me into a couple of suits. Awesome. And I bought a Joey Pants pimp hat from Kangol.
Had the most amazing mulligatawni soup today from the famous “Al’s Soup Kitchen” aka “the no soup for you guy”. I’m determined to have lunch from here every day I am in Manhattan. I cannot BELIEVE how good that soup was. The Seinfeld episode really didn’t begin to do it justice. What the hell *is* mulligatawni anyway?
While walking past Columbus Circle, I saw the infamous sign on top of Trump Tower. Gotta love “The Donald”!