tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post8092508126314076525..comments2024-01-17T03:46:08.988-05:00Comments on Reader: Sparkle hour *updated*Ninahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08506536350115105742noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-90736571529089794122008-03-07T21:19:00.000-05:002008-03-07T21:19:00.000-05:00Those pictures are drop dead gorgeous! Having a do...Those pictures are drop dead gorgeous! <BR/>Having a doorman is kind of like having a cat?<BR/>:DSandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11392069678685897434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-46112359702049986852008-03-07T03:52:00.000-05:002008-03-07T03:52:00.000-05:00This is a beautiful post. I'm glad he notices. Wis...This is a beautiful post. I'm glad he notices. Wishing you happy.Grumpy but sweethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13136362790985493988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-15034851732442325652008-03-06T11:29:00.000-05:002008-03-06T11:29:00.000-05:00I think I love Angelo too.Great post.Love the phot...I think I love Angelo too.<BR/>Great post.<BR/><BR/>Love the photos too. NYC is one of my favourite places in the world. I love great cities.moplanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16998309937928231527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-49776268463934748132008-03-06T10:31:00.000-05:002008-03-06T10:31:00.000-05:00oh, and pasta doesn't solve everything? Shit, tha...oh, and pasta doesn't solve everything? Shit, that explains a lot, then.country roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09783347506375221190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-91262187891119385982008-03-06T10:30:00.000-05:002008-03-06T10:30:00.000-05:00Those are beautiful pics.How sweet Angelo sounds. ...Those are beautiful pics.<BR/><BR/>How sweet Angelo sounds. Funny how strangers are often the most help.country roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09783347506375221190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-43376088444487220442008-03-06T10:00:00.000-05:002008-03-06T10:00:00.000-05:00Sparkly is good. More sparkle. :-)Sparkly is good. More sparkle. :-)Jennifer Griffin-Wiesnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08801147562790200540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-8865018067019485722008-03-06T08:39:00.000-05:002008-03-06T08:39:00.000-05:00I would LOVE an Angelo! And how interesting it mu...I would LOVE an Angelo! And how interesting it must be to be a doorman. People watching at it's finest.<BR/><BR/>And thanks for those pics. I was almost there looking at them. The bit of sun, the clouds. I can smell the air. :)Dagnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06053957505110515102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-13152438671054230232008-03-05T22:52:00.000-05:002008-03-05T22:52:00.000-05:00It sounds like Angelo is his own little sparkle. ...It sounds like Angelo is his own little sparkle. This post made me think of the Nina Simone song, "My Baby Just Cares for Me."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-27741115810453790472008-03-05T19:18:00.000-05:002008-03-05T19:18:00.000-05:00How sparkly and lovely. I have a husband and two k...How sparkly and lovely. I have a husband and two kids who ignore the crap out of me. Barely notice when I go from blonde to brunette and back again. Add a couple pets that are more self involved than the kids and I might meet your angelo for you! :PSay Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09641932389807026317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-14569881094706714862008-03-05T18:58:00.000-05:002008-03-05T18:58:00.000-05:00Angelo sounds fantastic. I kind of hope you do go ...Angelo sounds fantastic. I kind of hope you do go eat pasta at his place. He seems to know things. I need an Angelo!Sizzlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00182860438430294750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-20795664581769848572008-03-05T17:10:00.000-05:002008-03-05T17:10:00.000-05:00My doorman used to look at my butt. When I had a d...My doorman used to look at my butt. When I had a doorman. It was really, really creepy.<BR/><BR/>I think you should eat pasta with Angelo, not just because pasta solves everything, but because it will make for a really good blog post.Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01702448906893352416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-3314146355642704882008-03-05T16:22:00.000-05:002008-03-05T16:22:00.000-05:00I second the motion: Go to Brooklyn and have past...I second the motion: Go to Brooklyn and have pasta!<BR/><BR/>Maybe take a Xanax first.<BR/><BR/>But it's bound to be an interesting experience.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-46467319433370164752008-03-05T16:15:00.000-05:002008-03-05T16:15:00.000-05:00ohhh, that made me melt. go to brooklyn... have pa...ohhh, that made me melt. go to brooklyn... have pasta!!UrbanHippieMamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05499937817741967758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-79887272851310945932008-03-05T15:53:00.000-05:002008-03-05T15:53:00.000-05:00Pretty pictures, Nina. From what you say about how...Pretty pictures, Nina. From what you say about how well your doorman reads you, I'd suggest you not play poker!utenzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15988445461413550750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-50106483063597168062008-03-05T14:31:00.000-05:002008-03-05T14:31:00.000-05:00I'd let him call me baby too :-)I'd let him call me baby too :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-15823884765688624082008-03-05T13:52:00.000-05:002008-03-05T13:52:00.000-05:00Hmm, my door people don't even recognize me. Some...Hmm, my door people don't even recognize me. Sometimes when I walk up to the door - they look at me like, do you actually belong in here? But that's because I drive everywhere and the door to the garage is on the side so I probably go in and out the front door once every 3 weeks or so. But there is a camera in the elevator lobby, so presumably, certain of the door people should know me. EmmaLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01976963296705941968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-91557706731466288662008-03-05T13:43:00.000-05:002008-03-05T13:43:00.000-05:00Bless him for offering. I'm sure he means nothing...Bless him for offering. I'm sure he means nothing but kindness - and of course all the rest of us want you to be happy too, Nina. But I admit the weirdness for you to have to cross the country having pasta at various houses, much less just Angelo's.nightflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04666773766092187348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-16666111159209609432008-03-05T13:00:00.000-05:002008-03-05T13:00:00.000-05:00I want an Angelo.I want an Angelo.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15049341972075281915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2307850158631350812.post-29848848565298208492008-03-05T12:12:00.000-05:002008-03-05T12:12:00.000-05:00I think I love Angelo just from your description.G...I think I love Angelo just from your description.<BR/><BR/>Give him a wink from me.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05347195133326535822noreply@blogger.com