After all the hype and worry about Hurricane Irene in New York City it really turned out to be a whole lot of nothing. My 25th floor apartment hardly creaked in the wind and it felt no different from in here at least than bad storms we get during the winter. I know it hit other parts of the country much worse than it did here so I don’t mean to make light of it, but in New York City we all rode out the storm glued to New York 1 waiting for something exciting to happen that never did. I walked around downtown yesterday from my Tribeca apartment up to my sister’s in the West Village and really there was no damage to be seen except for some uprooted trees in a small park in the West Village across from Magnolia Bakery. Other than those fallen trees and fence all I saw were a couple puddles and small branches strewn around the city streets. All the barricading seems to have been a little overkill, but better safe than sorry!