Amazing Banana Pudding with Chocolate Sauce - West Village

Townhouse with Bubble Wndows - East 70s

Sue York, Sue York

My first in a series of "Sue is Moving to the Mitten."

I cannot begin to accept or grasp that my good pal Sue is packing up in Manhattan and moving to Michigan. It is just so unacceptable to my head, though I know and get why. These times is what they is and we have to do what we have to do. The idea that she is going to photograph there gives me some ounce of okayness with the move as I think she is a talented bloody photographer and I hope she comes back here on a blaze of glory and the only negatives are in her briefcase.

Here she is saying "à bientôt" one of her fave drinkie-poo spots in der große Apfel.

Christie's New York

Do you KNOW you can just walk into an auction house like Christies or Sotheyby's in New York they will hang your coat while you look at Rothko's and Warhol's and Kandinsky's for sale at prices you can't even imagine? It is like going to an art gallery, but posher and more "who is she?" and "Do they think I am looking to buy?"

Folks, I loved it.

Plus I learned that if you have some scrap tin, a piece of cardboard and a crayon you can ask starting bid of $60,000. This is good money.

I thank my friend Sue who exposes and edumacates me in all things art world.

I loved this photo entitled "Marianne" by Loretta Lux. Christmas is coming. Someone please buy it for me.

Grand Jury is DISMISSED!

There's where Juror 7 sat and up there was Juror 12. He put his feet up a lot. Juror 17 fell asleep a lot. Juror 9 was an angel.


My view for a month.


I finished my final day as foreman on a Grand Jury. It was with mixed emotions. It is like getting stuck on an elevator for a month with 22 other people: you are relieved when doors open but you are going to miss every single one of them, yet you realize there is not enough to hold you together in the outside world. Some came up and told me what a great job I did. Wow. And many hugged me good bye. Juror 2's wife will have a baby soon. My assistant foreman is going to California to get married.

It was fun, it was hard work, I learned a lot about the law, myself and others and I will be forever grateful for the opportunity.

Me with my excellent secretary. (She blurred me out!)

World of Nuts and Ice Cream

I found my health insurance, what it is, will let me cough once a year as long as I don't exceed $200. Well, that is worth it since I am an aging hypochondriac.

Met with my new doc and he is great. He let me ask loads of questions ("Where do babies come from?") and even gave me his e-mail address as a way to communicate. So modern. I love bedside manner and easy access. Hey, professionally, I am saying.

Well he had to get me on that infernal scale and much to my NOT amazement I gained 20 pounds again. I am supposed to be a sexy 200 lbs of hunkatude yet with help of Ben, Jerry, Edy, and Herr Daz, my secret nighttime lovers, I clock in at 220. It is clear we need to part ways. My ice cream lovers, not my doctor.

Bon Voyage

My good friend Ellie and her friend Carol took off for England today. I am housesitting for Ellie and loving it. The three of us had breakfast before they left. I liked Carol instantly. She is smart fun and witty. What is not to like?! She even wrote a memoir which I am now reading from Ellie's collection. Very good.

I hope they have a wonderful trip. And I don't break anything!