FontanBLEW IT!

Well, I'm back from my adventure in Miami. And I'm either too old to travel during Spring
Break...or I just chose the wrong hotel. The Fontainbleau has reopened to much hoopla
and was supposed to be THE Place to stay.
Yes, if you are 20 and a rap star. Oy! There was so much wrong that I will have to
enumerate numerically...if that isn't redundant.
1. The Hotel was jammed and I mean jammed...with about 1000 young folk in
the smallest bikini's and the highest shoes I've ever seen. The Hooker style makes
LA look Haute Couture! And where do they get the bucks to stay there? Or maybe
they room up at four to a room.
2. The Hotel was not up and ready though it had been opened for a while. There
was an hour wait for everything...and you could never get any service on the phone
at all.
3. Fortunately I talked my way into a mini suite in the new Tower or I would have
been up all night listening to the Rock Music..oh I forgot to say there was a Music
Festival at the Hotel and the blasting of the DJ's around the pool was deafening.
The Tower had it's own pool which was quieter but it was on the 7th floor and
so windy you could be blown away...if you'll excuse the expression.
4.The Room Service table remained as a souvenir for 24 hours in spite of
four calls to remove it.
5.The maid never showed up the first day at all.
And on and on.
The good stuff...
I had the greatest pizza ever in the lobby restaurant when I couldn't get into the Pool
restaurant for over an hour.
I had the greatest massage ever from Melva at the Spa..but for $182 for 55 minutes
it better be good!
The mini suite was nice size and done well and the little kitchenette was great as
I went out of the Hotel to the grocery store for supplies that wouldn't cost me
an arm and also was able to get service when I needed it that way.
There were some fashion shows...oh yeah it was also Fashion Rocks or something..
and the B Michael Show was stunning and I was invited with some people I met
in the elevator to sit in the front row which was fun.
My old friend Bob S. took me to dinner at a way cool place The Meat Market...better
than the name sounds and we walked the plaza jammed with life.
The sun...was good. And I do love my sun and my walks on the beach.
Next time I guess I'll go where the old people go...wherever that is. Come to think
of it, I wasn't that tacky when I was young either.

it's good to laugh!

Just got back from a great evening in the theater. For those of you in New York you MUST
rush to get tickets to God of Carnage...the new play by the woman who wrote Art, Yasmin
Reza. It's a better play than Art...and incredibly directed by Mathew Warchus who strangely
directed one of the least funny things I've ever seen..Boeing Boeing.
It stars Marcia Gay Harden who gives one of the best comedic performances I've ever
seen in the theater! And James Gandolfini who I love and Jeff Daniels and Hope Davis, both
of whom were terrific.
It's about two sets of parents who meet after an incident with their two sons. It's sort of
Whose Afraid of Virginia Wolf meets Lucy! Witty and intelligent and slapstick.
Cant remember laughing this hard in the theater...well...for a long long time!

just asking

If you have lived alone a verrrrryyyy long time, how hard is it to adjust to being
with someone 24/7? The answer is: very hard. I and my single friends have come
to the conclusion that if you wait too long to be in a real relationship, the odds
that you can accomplish it are going to be hard...very hard. No details, but you
get the idea. Oh oh!