It's been cold in the greater New York City area. Not just your
usual January chill, but downright cold and windy. It's Winnie
The Pooh's Blustery Day with 'roid rage. Today was so cold
that none of the tabletop vendors were in Times Square.
These portable shops,
dotting the corners of Times Square, provide an
instant visual reference on the relative health of our economy.
Nobody needs giant
crossword puzzle books, I (heart) NY t-shirts for $5, their
name spelled out in giant animal letters, or a pair
of Fakeleys (fake Oakleys, 2 for $30, wear'em until the
paint rubs off on your nose), so if there are
crowds near the tables, there's money flowing into the Big
Apple. No crowds today. No tables for them to crowd
around. Even if you wanted a toque with a mis-spelled
slogan on it, you were out of luck. It's cold.
Tomorrow it's going to snow. First big snow of the year. Kind of like an IPO for snowmen. Sometimes cold is cool. I just have to find my Fakeleys so that my good sunglasses don't end up rolled into a snowman's gut.