in New York, on your way between a late breakfast meeting and a mammogram (more on that in a minute): a bunch of purple yarmulkes being run over by taxis. I'm sure we could make a haiku out of that if we wanted to. If you want to tell me what you've seen lately while en route, I'd love to get a sense of where you are. Extra points for Haiku format. Xo and happy Wednesday (does anyone still say "hump day" and when they do, aren't they thinking about doggy-style sex? Or is that just me?). Ok, back to your visual observations, PLEASE, i.e. save me from myself here. I love you.