Riding of the Bulls

Wyndham and I are going tomorrow night to the Bull Riding Championships at Madison Square Garden! Eat your hearts out!

I Love New York

This shouldn't make me laugh, but it does.

D-Listers

While this video is fascinating due to the bizarre Tinsley Mortimer fashion shoot, what really captured my attention is the editor-in-chief Devorah and socialite Wannabe stylist Gregory. I don't know much about these two except that they are ALL OVER myspace and share friends with some of my friends. Before this video was mocked by Gawker and Socialite Ranks, these two social climbers had public profiles on myspace which I somehow became entranced with while browsing through profiles one evening. (Yes, I'm a loser.) I know that Gregory hosts parties with some very big tall broad named Kelly, Devorah has some little dog named Stella and her main claim to fame is that she's best friends with Joan Lunden's daughter. They hang out at Marquee and Bungalow and still think the Hamptons is pretty cool.

West Village Celebfest!

The celebs are out in full force this week. Tonight, I passed by Rhea Perlman and her daughter walking down Cornelia Street. In other news, I'm headed on vacation in 24 hours! MJ Cat will be catblogging while I'm away.

Miss Chat Celebrity Dog

Miss Chat was walking down Waverly smoking a Virginia Slim when she stopped by Graydon Carter and Fran Lebowitz in front of hip Waverly Inn. She sniffed her way right up to the door and her person WLS said, "Chat, you don't have the proper credentials to get in," but Graydon replied, "Yes she does." So, Chat entered the exclusive Waverly Inn for a dirty martini and was immediately accosted and petted by Angeline Jolie and Brad Pitt.

Chat has become our ticket to the celebrity inner circle. And to think, she was picked up from a trailer park in Havre de Grace.

Celebrity Stalking

This is a photo of Sarah Jessica Parker's ass along with her son James. I encountered them on Saturday in the West Village. Later James got on his bike and almost ran me over and SJP told him to say "Excuse me." Some tourist then tried to accost SJP as she was crossing 6th Avenue but SJP was trying to keep her son from getting run over. And then I noticed that SJP was wearing the scent "Skin" by Bonnie Bell so I asked her, "Are you wearing Skin?" And then she replied, "You have a good nose. I either wear that or my own scent," which I thought was funny because she just assumed I knew who she was or perhaps I just thought that every woman has her own line of perfume. Then, we parted ways.

This is a crappy celeb photo but I was trying to be discreet.

The High Cost of Bowling

This is what a modest night at Bowlmor in NYC will cost you:
2 Games with 2 Friends=$55
Dinner and cheap beers for Friends=$80
Shoe rental=$15
Socks for 2=$10

Total: $160

Fun with your two best pals=Priceless!

No Trans-fat at KFC but tons of Trans Rats!

What makes this story disturbing is this is my local KFC where under times of duress, I've been known to pick up a bucket. I guess I won't be eating there anymore again.

Deep Freeze

Between the sub-zero temperatures and my PMS, I have lost all motivation to go outside and socialize. Tonight, I ordered some steamed shrimp and broccoli and egg drop soup from Sammy's. For the record, Sammy's puts corn into the egg drop soup. There is nothing I hate more than corn in egg drop soup. So, I flushed the soup down the toilet. Now, MJ Cat is literally sleeping on my right shoulder which is making it difficult to type.

It's Really Madame and Me!

On account of all my recent posting, I was invited to go meet Madame in person! Of course, I made Todd go with me for the greatest photo op of all time with Madame!

Charcroute Awards

It's Awards Seasons and along with the Golden Globes, BAFTAs, Oscars, and the Grammys is the annual Charcroute Awards where I was an official seat filler. Being a seat filler is not an easy job. As part of this honor, I had to sit at a long formal table with a placecard and listen to a 30 minute dissertation about the definition of "charcroute." The host, however, did not speak very fluent English so I am still not quite sure what charcroute means except that after the speech some people I never heard of were inducted into the "Charcroute Hall of Fame" and then we were served a shitload of different kinds of sausages and saurkraut. I hate saurkrat more than I hate cheese and I don't think veal sausage quite agrees with my stomach. I also wasn't sat with my date Wyndham and had to converse with a food writer who told me about how she survived cancer. I'm not sure chemo and charcroute quite mix. On my other side, was a podcaster who was podcasting the event. I started asking her about her show but she didn't seem interested in my by far more popular and entertaining podcast. For her show, she was interviewing the French host who couldn't really speak English. As we left, the host kissed me on both cheeks and gave me a goody bag with even more charcroute and wine. I wonder if cats like charcroute. Now, I'm ready for the BAFTAs!

Winter Awakening

I've been feeling kind of down after the exciting holiday season, but this weekend really brought my spirits back. First, I had a great date on Friday night with an eccentric musician. As he drove me home, he pulled a tree branch from his back seat and asked me to smell it and then looked me deep in the eyes and seriously said, "It smells like Christmas." He asked me out again and I can't wait to see him once more.

Then, last night I went to see the musical Spring Awakening. I went alone and scored a second row center orchestra seat. Before the show started, Tracey Ullman sat by me. As you can imagine, I'm a huge fan of Tracey who was as funny and outgoing as she is in her act. During intermission she leaned over and asked me, "What do you make of this?" She even did a bit of shtick where she projected the average old Jewish lady response to the show. "Oy, where's the dancing?" Then someone came up to her and told her how much they loved her on Frasier which she thought was pretty funny and she looked at me and said, "Can you bloody believe that?" The show was fresh with a great score so I recommend it. Lisa Marie Presley was also there but I don't consider her nearly as exciting as Tracey. Lisa was actually with Angela McCluskey who I met and chatted for a long time with at a party last year but I didn't have time to chat with Angela or meet Lisa because I was too starstruck by Ullman. So, on Saturday night I had a great date with Tracey Ullman.

Today, I made some bolognese and cheesecake, practiced my sax and downloaded the Spring Awakening soundtrack. I'm in a very good mood and I still can smell the faint scent of Christmas.

The Smell

Yes, MJ cat and I definitely woke up to the gas smell this morning. At first, we thought it was our new stove but then realized that our water was turned off and there were a bunch of truck and jackhammers dealing with the reported leak out on Bleecker Street. I opened a window and rushed off to chair this morning's "Rapid Results" window hoping MJ wouldn't light a cigar today while I was at work. Well, I was very nervous when I heard the gas smell was permeating all of downtown and MJ was all alone with an open window. We're both alive and still don't know the source of the smell and thank god, we have running water.

The Mambocast Podcast

BEWARE OF THE BABYLON
THE SUSHI MAMBOCAST

Mambo in the New Year with Todd, Rachel and raw fish...

* Dirty jokes about dental fillings.

* Catching up with all things BAFTA.

* Favorite holiday moments remembered.

* PLUS, we answer the question "Is he just not into her or is he dead?"

As always, this, and EVERY, BEWARE OF THE BABYLON podcast can be automatically downloaded to your computer and transferred to your iPod through iTunes.

Hot Times in the City

I'm on vacation in my hometown New York City! As you can see from this photo taken of me and my good friend Annitah, I'm having a blast. Now, I have to start the 2007 diet. I stole this photo from Anittah b/c her camera is better than mine.

The Company Party

So, tomorrow night is the annual company Xmas party. And the truth is, although I love parties, I dread the annual holiday party. I always get cornered by someone I don't want to talk to and I am never comfortable drinking at these mass events and I hate standing in line for food. I don't mean to sound ungrateful and think it is very nice companies go all out for their employees, but for some reason, I just can't get into it anymore. Perhaps I'm spoiled. Lorne Michaels and Broadway Video used to host the best holiday party ever. I remember one year winding up with my head up Janeane Garofalo's shirt to smell her new chocolate scented cologne. This was when she was somewhat famous. After that party, I felt much closer to my coworkers and we all had a blast. Now, it's a different story. Last year one of the bankers got sloppy drunk and called one of our coworkers a slut, and she burst out crying and stormed out. I witnessed the entire incident. I didn't like the offender anymore and was forced to face him at work the next day. Thank god, he quit later in the year. So, I'm going to go, eat my free food and keep my mouth shut until next year in the blog.