Friday Mrs. Skannatto + Shipwrecks Play Brooklyn Knitting Factory Did you not win tickets to our giveaway? No worries. It’s only $10 ($12 at the door) to catch this amazing night of ska-rock at Brooklyn’s Knitting Factory. The show begins at 8pm. Also, the Yonatan Gat Band will play the
Let the war on inflation continue… New Year’s Eve is not affiliated with any religious hoopla so we are all required to celebrate it. It’s that time of year again, New York broke asses, when you wonder how you’re going to come up with enough money to drink heavily
Adult slumber parties are pretty much the best thing ever. No, not those type of adult slumber parties– the slumber parties I’m talking about involve much more dorky jammies, and much less threat of unwanted pregnancy. I’m talkin’ about old-school, “let’s do makeovers and watch Molly Ringwald movies and try
Over the past few years I’ve watched as San Francisco has been pulled out from under us and sold to the highest bidder. And I’m fed up and heartbroken. San Francisco is for everyone, not just the wealthy elite, and this is why I’ve decided to run for mayor....
‘Tis the season of endless parties – it’s not even Decemeber, yet, and I already have three holiday celebrations, two birthday parties, and one housewarming to attend – and it’s expected that I bring some refreshments to all of them. I keep my busy, booze-filled schedule affordable by going to
When you first move to New York, you obviously want to get a lay of the land, meet some new people, and not be a wet blanket, generally. But, like, sometimes you just have to say no. Sometimes you really should be saving money and not pretending that being slowly
I never got into Strangers with Candy. In the first episode I watched, someone cooked Jerri’s pet chicken and it bugged me out. So I didn’t really start liking Amy Sedaris until I bought her book I like You, Hospitality Under the Influence with instructions and recipes for throwing parties
After brunch one day last spring, I took a sunny stroll along Amsterdam Ave. on the Upper West Side. A brightly colored shop immediately caught my eye; the window was filled with hand-painted pottery and a sandwich-board-sign promise that I, too, could create a work of art. I stepped in,