Jo Willie Tsonga at the 2009 US Open. This is his first round match and the closest I've ever been to a top player during a match (courtside baby!!)

Melanie Oudin in HER first round match. Who knew? The girl got game!

Melanie serving. This close, you really get to appreciate the intensity of matches at the very top level.

Marin Cilic. First round. He went pretty far too.

Elena Dementieva. Didn't expect her to go out in the 2nd round.

Another shot of Elena. After Serena, she's probably the most muscular woman on tour.

Center court, Arthur Ashe stadium. I had pretty good seats here. It's the first time I watched a match from the end and not the side. It's a very different perspective.

Of course, after watching so much great tennis, I have to give it a try myself. So, how did I match up to the pros I just got done watching? Well,...at least it was a beautiful day.

Going for my serve.

At the Met, checking out the Picasso exhibit. That guy could paint.

This is me and Ringo's drum. Actually that's a gold Ludwig drum that was presented by the Ludwigs to Ringo in the 60's and used by him with the Beatles.

In the Met's music section. They always have a selection of very old pianos. This one, I believe was from the 1700's.

I was going to really try to play one of the old pianos or organs, but having to tell my friends that I was tackled to the ground by a 90 year old security guard would have been pretty embarrassing.

This organ has 4 foldable desks on top to accommodate singers (and their sheet music, I suppose.) One person would stand in the back and pull straps to pump air to create sound.

Here are the straps. That job must have sucked.

I AM BRAVEHEART!!!

Out to dinner with friends. I love bringing friends together. That's Dan on the left, me, my friend Sue from CA (I met her when I worked in the movie industry,) Catherine is second to right, and then Terry.

That's Terry in the front. Dan's on the left, and that's me, Dave on the right. We're at the blue note to see Michel Camilo, one of our favorite musicians.

Me and Michel Camilo after his gig. That's his wife Sandra peering over his shoulder.

You probably can't tell, but this is an Elton John concert. This was actually a small "private" concert at the Beacon Theater. It was only a couple of thousand people, and it was just Elton and his percussionist Ray Cooper. It was a great way to see him. Much different from the full band.

Gotta keep in shape. I'm taking a break from squats here ('cause they suck) and doing a machine instead.

Me from behind on the machine lateral raise. Imposing, huh?

Wow! This seems like a lifetime ago, though it wasn't that long.

This really WAS a lifetime ago. That's me on the right. My brother Ron is on the left, and the adorable puppy is Sebastian. Don't let the cuteness fool you. That dog caused more havoc than hurricane Katrina.

My friend Monica with her new pup Tucker. Look at that face (the dog's - no offense Monica.)

He's just a ball of fur with eyes basically.

And he loves to chew on things, fingers being among his favorites.

Getting a little older. The "mouse" toy is his new favorite.

"Dead mouse! Dead mouse! Dead mouse!"

A rare calm moment. Getting bigger.

His affectionate side. I just can't say no to that face.

"Yeah, I'm cute. I know it."

"I've got a tennis ball. What more could I want?"

"Tennis balls are good in the snow too."

This is Tucker's sister Lucy smiling for the camera. She wasn't thrilled when Tucker came along.

"I'm cute too, aren't I?"

Lucy after surgery. She had a tumor removed, but she's fine now. In case you can't read her bandage, it says "I love Lucy." The people at the animal hospital wrote that.

Finally, something Lucy and Tucker can agree on. "Did someone say walk?"

That's Sebastian, my havoc wrecking dog from childhood. He was beautiful. We probably should have, you know, trained him.

Another friend's dog. Luke's a good dog. He's actually well behaved.