Your $10 To $20 Billion President

Like the Six Million Dollar Man only times thirty:

As the economy falters, Bloomberg could position himself as the perfect combination of private-sector entrepreneur and experienced, responsible public-service fiscal steward. “Mike could be one of the most important philanthropists we’ve ever seen,” a Bloomberg friend says. “But one example Kevin reminds him about is the smoking ban. Bloomberg ran for office in 2001 and spent $75 million. If he had taken $75 million and paid for smoking-cessation programs in the city, he wouldn’t have made one-thousandth the difference he made by getting elected and pushing through the smoking ban. Maybe not one-millionth the difference. So the $10 billion or $20 billion he’ll give away over the next twenty years, he could still make a greater difference by becoming president.”

Bagels: Dough That Has Been Boiled And Baked; Pizza: Dough With Cheese; And Cupcakes Are Just Dough With A Stick Of Butter For Frosting

How stupid are New Yorkers? Not only can a cupcake store clear more than enough to pay its $30,000-plus rent but it can open a second Manhattan location, too:

There are few small businesses that can comfortably afford a $400,000-per-year lease in Manhattan.

There are even fewer ones that can do so selling cupcakes.

Magnolia Bakery, the West Village destination well-known for its butter cream-frosted baked goods, celeb appeal and its cameo in SNL’s “Lazy Sunday” digital short, has recently opened a second domain on 200 Columbus Ave. at West 69th Street. Owner Steve Abrams, who is a 20-year Upper West Side veteran, always believed the neighborhood could embrace the business, but didn’t quite anticipate the orders when it opened its doors on Jan. 19.

“It’s been beyond expectations. Opening day, we ran out of product,” Abrams said. “I think the volumes are going to be very similar [to downtown]. Just the way they manifest will be different. Downtown is touristy. . . . . They’re not buying a dozen cupcakes. Here it’s all families. People buy in bulk.”

Can You Really Be A “Mastermind” Of A Campaign That Only Got 19 Percent Of The Popular Vote?

Hizzoner swings for the fences — that elusive 19 percent of the popular vote :

The campaign strategist who masterminded Texas billionaire Ross Perot’s third-party presidential bid in 1992, Clay Mulford, discussed Mayor Bloomberg’s national viability with him at a recent meeting, Mr. Mulford told Time magazine this week.

“He wondered what I thought about whether or not he could do it and I think he can,” Mr. Mulford said of their discussions.

What’s Wrong With Tossing Around The Nerf And Doing Some Fishing?

I guess this is what people use Nerf balls for these days:

Cops yesterday revealed the chilling arsenal of pipe bombs allegedly fashioned by a Bulgarian immigrant in Brooklyn Heights — including a Nerf football stuffed with nails and a device designed to hang from a ceiling and rain down deadly ball bearings when detonated.

Ivaylo Ivanov, 37, was indicted on more than 100 counts of weapons charges in that case and another involving hate crimes stemming from him allegedly scrawling swastikas and anti-Semitic statements on local synagogues.

Police said they do not yet know if Ivanov, who is Jewish, was planning an attack on area Jews with the weaponry. Police Commissioner Ray Kelly said investigators are poring over “voluminous” material seized from Ivanov’s computer looking for clues as to what he planned to do with the weaponry.

Investigators have not found any bomb-making literature, but “Ivanov clearly knew what he was doing,” said NYPD bomb-squad commander Lt. Mark Torie.

An array of artillery, including a sniper rifle, machine gun, silencers and pistols, were taken from the fourth-floor apartment on Remsen Street — a historic brownstone-lined block in one of Brooklyn’s wealthiest neighborhoods.

. . .

Ivanov has told cops that the guns were for protection and that he wanted to bring the bombs on a fishing trip and explode them under water.

. . .

Cops said Ivanov also distributed anti-Semitic pamphlets while making his rounds as a dogwalker.

Earlier: Neil Simon Meets Steven Seagal.

Post, You Are Such A Yenta

The Post is doing what it can to keep the city’s cads at bay:

It’s a case of paradise lost and found for lucky lovers Mike Goldstein and Anne Huynh.

The Post played matchmaker for the two New Yorkers who shared a soul-stirring kiss New Year’s Eve, and then lost track of each other.

The two were reunited at the Midtown lounge Kanvas.

“We’re engaged!” joked Goldstein, who locked lips with Huynh at an Upper West Side party on Dec. 31.

. . .

On a whim, Huynh posted an ad on Craigslist: “Mike – you kissed me at the house party on 96th and 3rd on New Years. From the moment I saw you . . . I wanted you.”

Goldstein didn’t respond, but The Post did, and profiled her in a story on New Year’s missed connections. Goldstein’s buddy saw the article and called his friend.

On their first official date last week, Goldstein walked Huynh to her Midtown apartment, and she finally received her long-awaited second kiss.

“It was the first kiss again. The same butterflies, except maybe even more now,” she said.

Earlier: Craig’s Dissed.