Yes, these were taken outside of Dunkin Donuts. Yes, we were buying food there. Greta didn’t seem to be too ashamed. Give her a couple of weeks.

A-team van. I would have freaked to see this in real life, when I was 10.

M3 Undercarriage:

Volkswagen paint swatches. Super cool display. I really liked this image:

And, my favorite by far: the baby blue Astin Martin with the Union Jack. Ms. Moneypenny in the background, filing some stuff.

First things first: this is the 1000th post on the new blog. Thank you, thank you. Now, getting to brass tacks: please notice my squinty faced self portrait in the Rolls Royce grill, above. Hahahaha. It wasn’t on purpose. It was one of those bonus details that I noticed when I started editing.

I spent the morning at the New York International Auto Show, at the JavitsCenter. Aside from bar exam flashbacks, it was a pretty good time. I’m pretty sure that I can post these, since they are most likely just going to be stock files for this media company that I intermittently do jobs for. Anyway, it was pretty much the coolest ever, because today and tomorrow are media only, which means that I pretty much had the joint to myself. I’m going back for another dose, in the morning, since I didn’t even make it half way through.

If you know me very well, then you know what a perv I am, when it comes to Audis. I better not even get started. Of course I shot some Lambos and Astin Martins. But dude, I would have been pleased as punch if Audi was the only brand repping. Check out these gorgeous R8s.

I would even take it in white.

Token orange Murcielago, below.

Who needs coffee, when you can start the day off shooting this kind of action?

I had my camera with me anyway, for a different event, yesterday evening. So I dropped into the Auto Expo at the WFC Winter Garden, for a minute, yesterday evening. I have to say, it was a weak turnout, compared to last year. Neither Astin Martin, or Bugatti showed up this year. For the most part, it was a bunch of domestic garbage. There were a few diamonds in the rough, though. I did like the Mercedes, above. Audi also showed up with their new R8 design (below), hot!

Let’s not leave out Bentley. Although I could never see myself in one (at lease not under the age of 60). The convertible coupe is definitely a well made automobile.

Below are a couple of more details:

[Revenge in Brooklyn Heights. Photo via Flickr/dangottesman via Curbed]

I thought this note was great. I was also glad that the person who penned the note had the self control to leave the note (albeit, penned on packing tape), rather than resorting to actually breaking the windshield. I came out to a deep key scratch on the quarter-panel of Bebe last Sunday Morning. I would have preferred the tape. At least a note would have let me know why someone is hating on me/us/Bebe.

I guess that is sounds rather cliche, being that I am male, but I freaking love cars. I love them almost as much as I love motorcycles (which is a lot). Last night when I left work, I wandered around the winter garden and took a bunch of shots with my blackberry. When I was looking at them last night, I was convinced that the crappy little 2 MP resolution was not going to cut it. So I took some more pics today with a normal camera. I want to get some more tonight though. Because I really like the directly overhead lighting a lot better than the way the lighting was today. Anyway, if you want to check out the flickr set from today. Here is the link.

This whole autoexpo has a tinge of irony that I can’t help noticing. The majority of it is laid out right next to Merrill Lynch’s turnstiles. “Hey guys, if you still have a job at the end of the week, wanna buy an exotic car?” I really can’t get over all of the crap that is going on right now. I have spared myself from reading dealbook today, just because it gets me so depressed.

On a totally unrelated note. I am entertained by the fact that I’m a walking contradiction today. I’m wearing a Brooks Brothers shirt and American Eagle Khakis. Hahahaha

I remembered seeing some banners about the motor expo when I was walking out of work Friday evening. But I had totally forgotten over the weekend. If I could come around the corner every Monday morning on my way into the office and see a couple of beautiful Maseratis, instead of the usual geriatric tour group blocking my path, I think that I would actually look forward to coming in on Monday mornings.