Low Blow

Howling frigid wind kept this year’s balloons low. Coldest in NYC Thanksgiving history. Die-hard parade goers came with their usual ladders and snacks. Most only lasted 10 minutes before retreating. More face masks than turkey hats. Even they didn’t help. Really lucky in our cozy warm perch.

See ya next year! 

Marching Orders

It’s that time of year again. Bleachers banging and clanging until they’re up. San Remo and Langham building guys erect wooden barriers around their shrubs. Slanted boards across windows. No Parking Signs for 3 days. Sweepers screaming and cleaning. Tow trucks at dawn. Opening up the streets. Taking down the traffic lights. Room for the balloons. Metal gates sliding and gliding along the curbs. Ready for the Macy’s madness to descend upon the ‘hood.

If anybody comes this year. Forecast. Windy and cold. Even the Grinch may stay indoors.

So lucky our microwave is big enough for a 25-lb. frozen turkey!!

Helsinki Discord

As Vlad’s World Cup comes to an end. Allons enfants de la patrie, le jour de gloire. Pour qui? A PR win for him. He enters the Helsinki Discord with an edge. Could there be a grand accord with the Middle East? Netanyahu & Abbas have met with Putin recently. Syria & Iran traded for Ukraine & Crimea? Or. Will it all result in a Trumpian Hell Stinky.

Meanwhile, hope London loans the baby Donald balloon to Macy’s for this year’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. It’a a natural addition.