Sipping a lemonade poolside at the Viceroy is as decadent as our rock’n’roll gets these days, but it’s the good smothering of heat that has us in fits and keeps us coming back. Pool etiquette is such that you’re not supposed to take the lounge chair next to someone if others are available (as in the movie theater, or train) but sometimes the good sun/shade is just one side of the pool. We’re not known as the shrinking wallflower (as a particular incident on last week’s plane flight confirms). So etiquette be damned, we’re sitting in the shady lounge chair with the lovely umbrella. Another lemonade, please…