1. The Barbers had their housewarming party on Saturday night, and yours truly had the special opportunity to attend. Met some people, munched on some carrots, drank whiskey and enthusiastically shared our love for the Jersey Shore. They have a great home, and it gets me excited to think about what living in my condo will be like one day. Sigh.

2. K. Yewer has a suitcase full of buttons. I had no idea she was wearing this one of MJ all night, mostly because it would be super awkward to be staring at a button placed squarely in the vicinity of her chest. HR violation or what? Cool button, eh?

3. These two “robots” (although, really, I’d just call them two people in silver painted boxes) were spotted during my very, *very* short romp through Nuit Blanche later on Saturday night. I abandoned the art crowd to enjoy a bar band, sweaty awkward dancing and drinks up at The Unicorn instead. I just couldn’t bother with having to march through the cold weather to look at terrible art. Sorry. I’d much rather spend my energy enjoying whatever my friend Lindsay conjures up in that mind of hers.