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December 18, 2007
Fire Isiah
Like any caring Knicks fan, and there still may be a few who remember a franchise that displayed a sense of pride, I want to do my part to better the Knicks.
Yesterday The Post had a picture of a guy being kicked out for showing a "Fire Isiah" sign behind the bench. My plan: I figured the Daily News wanted to get their picture, so we get Becky a "Fire Isaih" sign, the Daily News gets us good Seats, pregnant Becky gets kicked out, and we end up on the cover of the News.
She didn't go for it, so we ended up with our FRONT ROW blue seats. The stunning part of the night was that the Knicks outplayed the Cavs and beat them bad, though LeBron had his 30+. Of course, this prevented the "Fire Isiah" chants, so we'll have to wait until next time for that too.
Posted by at 11:16 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)December 14, 2007
Christmas Shopping
After Pensacola Christmas, we went to the Union Square to shop at their Saturday Farmer's Market, but we found that for Christmas they blow it with hundreds of small shops. There are other markets like this at Grand Central, Bedford Park and Columbus Sq.
One of those NYC moments hit when I came across a Christmas tree lot and found that $50 gets you a Charlie Brown tree and then you're stuck dragging it through the subway.
We stopped at one of Becky's favorite shops -- Max Brenner: Chocolate by the Bald Man (or something like that). Lots of tasty chocolate treats in various types, white, milk, dark. Something for everyone, including the best hot milk chocolate. Though at $5 for a small 8 oz, you had to savior it.
After we had a good meal at Heartland Brewery, a NYC brew pub chain, that must have a marketing plan based on where I get thirsty. I think there are 5 in NY and all are places that we have done our tourist trips. It's always nice to find one of these places on a cold night, get some meat, and enjoy a couple of their special winter brews.
-- Tim
December 9, 2007
P-ville
Just needed to prove to people that we really live in a town called Pleasantville. If the Metro train has a sign, it must be real.