A couple of days ago I was walking by a restaurant (Roberto Passon) at the corner of 50th and 9th. I saw an odd-looking guy eating in there who looked really familiar. It struck me that he looked exactly like the wacky former UN Ambassador from the Bush Administration, John Bolton. But I dismissed that thought -- he probably just looked like him. Then it occurred to me: no one looks like John Bolton. It was most definitely him; not a great celebrity sighting by New York standards, but it was just in time for him to start squawking in the newspapers again. Apparently Mr. Bolton thinks Bill Clinton's moment in the sun, escorting the detained journalists out of North Korea, was a very bad idea. Well I have a message for Mr. Bolton: Hey John, your mustache is white. Please tell the rest of your hair. (Oh and next time you're back in Hell's Kitchen, look me up.)
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