.if i could open.

Barney Frank is a bitch and I LOVE him for it:

.and Hudson.

Not in the mood for a full post, so here's one of my list:

1. In a not-at-all-weirdo way, I just wanted to say that I think Selena Gomez is super cute and awesome. I'm at a lost why Miley Cyrus is more popular than this girl. Her show, Wizards of Waverly Place (although very much not New York at all), is too cute. She doesn't dress like a slut and helps with UNICEF.
2. Why is everyone picking on my husband Rahm? Sigh, I'll be there for you; we'll scream expletives at each other.
3. Oh Tom DeLay, how the self-righteous have fallen.
4. Seriously, Shakira, what the fuck? What the hell is this? A song for the ladies and video for the guy?
5. My cat is in my way. My boyfriends cats are insanely indifferent to me.
6. If you mention health care to me I will rip your head off.
   

.of the East River.

Javier Bardem is in town shooting Eat, Pray, Something Something (let me guess, she travels the world and finds a hot Spaniard and falls for him even though she has a something stable back home). I shall find him and offer his this photo. Then, maybe he'll marry me and dump the hideously ugly Penelope Cruz (no, seriously, I love her too).

.making a lake.

I wanted to share with
you all
the horrors of my
$6.25 egg salad sandwich
Seriously,
$6.25.
I walked in this little resturant
on Grand Street
looking for an
awesome
deli cheese sandwich.
They had none
so I thought,
hey, egg salad is just as good.

No.
It wasn't.

Look at this bread!
In a Jewish neighborhood!
A shande!
Generic and lifeless.
You can tell how crappy it was
from the photo alone.

And the egg salad itself?
How and when was this made?
I have no idea.
No more words can describe the
disappointment.

Anyone know where to buy a cheese sandwich in Chinatown and/or Lower East Side with none-Kraft cheese, fresh lettuce and that soft, yummy perfect rye? I'd die for one.

.where you are.

Visit my 'hood
thanks to Time Out New York.
(not being sarcastic, cross my heart)