Alex Rodriguez’s bid for Mets possession goes up in smoke


Bathroom sitter Alex Rodriguez. Again in the bathroom. He’d grabbed headlines that he and his ladyfriend — whose garments flash flesh and cloak principally the reality — would purchase the Mets.


No. Bull. Not a shot. I knew it wouldn’t occur. I instructed you so. This month he admitted he couldn’t purchase them. Final month I already reported he couldn’t purchase them. And by no means did his paid p.r. Lilliputians deny my story. The issue is that this pair is itchy. Needy. Determined for consideration. Final yr tales have been circulating that she was being nominated for an Oscar. No. Uh-uh. Hollywood professionals even instructed New York professionals it wasn’t taking place.


So why does their BS get furthered? As a result of sorts exist who want entry to them and, thus, must please them.


Now — shock! shock! — final week Pinocchio Rodriguez introduced he pulled out of this phantom buy. Wait. See what else he pulls out of.


If Moses had a pc, he may kind: “Thou shalt not con the general public.” Will we be taught extra?


Tales of Siegfried & Roy


In 2008, my airplane from Kazakhstan modified to Austrian Airways in Vienna. On it got here illusionists Siegfried Fischbacher and Roy Horn, whose Vegas careers have been completed after an onstage tiger practically killed Roy, whom we simply misplaced.


On the airplane, Roy sat first-row on the window. Attending him was an aide, a male nurse and a feminine nurse, who rubbed his fingers with cream, tucked a blanket round him, guided his wheelchair. After stem cell remedy in Bavaria’s Leonardis Clinic plus orthopedic surgical procedure in Graz, Roy — whose speech was unaffected — stated: “We’re not stopping off in New York. After six months in Austria, we’re going straight house to Vegas.” Siegfried, sporting a big crucifix on a series: “Overcoming boundaries is in God’s arms. Possibly a charity profit, however no extra working for us. Present enterprise is completed.” Exiting collectively, Roy gave me a tiny, stuffed white tiger with: “Please. Preserve this.”


Health fluff


Quarantined Ramona Singer’s crashing her 25-year-old daughter Avery’s Kamps Health livestream courses from Avery’s Florida house. In a nook twice per week, the Realish Housewife huffs and puffs with the children who're doing it. Oldies are simply bitching: “Y’know the way dangerous it's in New York?” Millennials are saying, “Y’know the way boring it's in Florida?”


Visitor unclean


Val Kilmer’s new bio, “I’m Your Huckleberry,” is on the best-seller record and talks of 40 years in films, horny ladies and his latest sickness. An incredible story: As soon as Val and a mutual pal got here for dinner with me. They stayed in my library whereas I saved an hour’s appointment.


Once I got here again, Val had taken off his garments and was serving to himself to a bathe.


This story is just not in his e book.


Dem’s the breaks


Democratic Rep. Sean Patrick Maloney of NY’s 18th District as soon as ran for NY Lawyer Common and misplaced. Now he desires out of Congress. Now he desires to be a lobbyist. If not that, a speaking head on MSNBC. Overlook what he desires. He wants a profession coach.


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The Tao Group launched takeout in its Chicago place. They’re hoping to do ditto right here …SHOWS, nonetheless filming when issues went kaput, are utilizing animation. Like NBC’s “The Blacklist” and Pop TV’s “One Day at a Time” … Trump Tower residents down from possibly 240 to possibly 28 … Staying house remoted has fried the psyche. Christie’s jewellery public sale was highest ever — a 99.9 sell-through.




As Earth went into quarantine this woman had a face-lift. Now, sporting her masks, she says: “Whatthehell good was it? No person may even see my face!”


Solely in New York, youngsters, solely in New York.



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