Kiora people … finally a little bit of snow has hit the Big Island. I foolishly decided it might be nice to take a walk around the city. 15 minutes of the wind blowing -10C up my back, it was time for a drink (11.30am is technically lunch time isn’t it?!). So I retreated to my all-time favorite, Bouchon Bakery, had me a little potatoe and aged cheddar quiche, a glass of wine, oh yes I forgot, and a miniature lemon sabayon. Just one of those days – for one of those places.

I felt giddy on my return home and snoozed the afternoon away.

The evening has been an indulgence of three saved episodes of Gray’s Anatomy (w/- box of tissues), Boston Legal and even an Ugly Betty.

LOL I feel such a slob I should apologize, but hey, no one is around to apologize too

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You know, I just want to say something before I start into 2007. Overall 2006 was one hell of a pain in the ass year. Been there, done that. It’s time for fresh beginnings.

I do just want to clear something up. I know that many of my posts may have given the impression that New Yorkers are hard-assed, rude and generally narrow minded about many things. Well in 2007 I am pleased to admit that I was wrong. It’s not New Yorkers per se, its Americans. This is a liberating realization, and I now feel quite happy being here.

So with that out of the way – HEY – welcome to New York 2007. Where the hell is the snow people?!? As someone told me, I am childish, yes correct – I want to romp around in a bit of snow for a bit. Bring it on. Can someone call Bush and ask him to organize it for me please, I mean I am paying him way more in tax than I am getting in return. A snow machine might be nice. And hey at least in summer you can make frozen margarita’s easily.

You know, I like the cold. It’s great having your skin shrink up on your face the moment you step outdoors. Who needs a face-lift, just step outdoors. Though I have noticed that the dog pee freezes on the sidewalk, somewhat hazardous. I am assuming you could sue the owner of the dog if you slipped and damaged yourself. Now that I live in the most expensive city in the world, maybe this could be a form of supplemental income.

The long weekend is fast approaching – President’s Day or Washington Day, whichever you prefer. I would quite like to go to a remote beach-house with a bottle of single-malt whiskey and read a book about the history of something important.

I do have one exciting announcement to make. I am preparing to launch my new Blog, with a little more local focus on the awesome neighborhood I live in and its happenings. I will keep Kiwihobbit going for my general indiscernible rantings.

Great, there we are, it is truly awesome to be back

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I was thinking about friends and why they mean so much to me. Maybe its that need to be validated, or the need to know you aren’t alone in the world, to share a smile over nice things that happened, or to acknowledge the pain that rests in some days. Sometimes when I am touched on the shoulder, or smiled at, or even listened to, I feel real inside and know a little bit of what it means to be part of the human experience.

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There are days when gloom threatens to really rain on your parade. When that happens, console your furrowed brow and get you ass into ABC Carpet (888 Broadway). This is Prozac on 6 levels. Who needs Barneys to revive a dulled gay spirit, for now I have found the most colorful and happy space in town. I could feel the genes of my eccentric relatives rising inside me.

This is an institution – you enter the door and are engulfed with hundreds of eclectic chandeliers dripping from the ceiling, furniture made of tree-stumps, riotous silks and pillows, serving people who smile and help you, and a handmade chocolate and coffee shop – and that is only on the first level. French furniture, contemporary furniture, retro furniture, chinese furniture, organic furniture (yes its true), recycled furniture. Linens and pillows and mirrors and rugs – extravagant richness that makes you feel whole again. And if you curled up on one of the beds, they would simply ask you if you found it comfortable.

Click on the graphic below to see the whole slide-show.

This is the true meaning of Retail Therapy.

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You know, I have always had a thing for men of color

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