We walked the doggies this morning, and saw these bad boys on 12th Street. Today’s orange.
We have been knocking around the Apple the last few days, mostly doing bidness and otherwise adding to American greatness but also having a little fun. This morning’s meeting took us to the 48th floor of a mid-town building with a great view north:
Those damn one-percenters, hogging all the awesome views.
Yesterday evening we walked down Fifth Avenue to Washington Square and the Comedy Cellar, one of our favorite ways to burn an uncommitted evening in New York. We snapped what would have been an awesome shot of the Flatiron Building (the Wikipedia entry is worth your time, especially for its account of soaring New York real estate prices), but some clown bombed it:
Waddya gonna do?