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Girls Girls Girls

Picked up the girls and it has been nonstop – started with a little porch hanging and mimosas, Galatoire’s Friday mayhem, Strawberry daiquiris courtesy of Roy and Ponchatoula, nap, Ricky Graham and Herbsaint – sprinkled with dancing here and there and a requisite stop at La Vita. But the best parts are in between – at the mirror, by the sink, over coffee. Someone said they read a study that said when asked whose company they…

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The Rise of the Creative Class

Ten years ago we were having a conversation about how everything was getting more and more automated. I said the only thing that would be of value would be talent because you cannot automate that. Now someone has written a book about this phenomenon – The Rise of the Creative Class by Richard Florida – where he links urban economic development to gays and rock bands and creativity. Wala! There you have it. Unfortunately, he puts…

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Zen and the art of New York dining

Greek – there is a great restaurant around the corner. Vegetarian, there is a delicious pan Asian restaurant two blocks down. Sushi – next door. Italian – five restaurants in a row two blocks away. This is New York – the world is your oyster – any ethnic cuisine you desire, high to low, expensive to cheap, just walk out the door and turn left or right. 

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Tallying up the family toll

A friend lost his brother, another lost a friend who had two young sons, and still down the street from another friend a little boy was hit by a car. Loss, when it happens it pours out of your pores and spills into everything. And even in my moment(s) of joy, I know that just around the corner anything might be coming – but I choose to believe that it is good – all good…

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That old chestnut

Never seems to fail – the more self-righteous the more guilty – look at Spitzer – crying shame – this is a man who basically ran roughshod over my entire industry, illegitamizing (if I may invent a word here) everything we do because it seemed not right – and all the while he is stooping prostitutes and laundering money – what the hell? Why does it work out that way – the one pointing his…

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