Compiling this year in review has made me feel better about my own personal year in review, which recently ended with a complete stranger on the L train telling me that, based on an hour he spent talking with me at Union Pool once, he thinks I have an alcohol

If you already own a Tron costume, let’s face it: you’re getting laid pretty much… never, so you might as well be upfront about this fact and utilize your Tron costume in what it can help you get, which is a FREE combo meal at FoodParc, including cheeseburger, fries, and

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

I hate when places charge extra money for what are pretty much essential services. Airlines are the worst at this. Last time I flew Delta, I had to pay for the in-flight movie, which I consider an outrage. I need that movie in order to forget that at any moment

Fact I just learned about polar bears, from David Attenborough: apparently their sense of smell is so acute that they can detect a baby seal under the ice from a MILE AWAY. That is ridiculous. And I think it means that the Central Park polar bear must be constantly tormented

Most of the year, I despise the MTA with an enthusiasm that I reserve for only the most putrid members of our society, like skeazy guys who catcall and expect you to be appreciative, and Rupert Murdoch. This hatred is for the usual, obvious reasons of fare hikes and the

I really hate the government. Regulating food and drugs and all that… What gives them the right to ban us from ingesting mass quantities of caffeinated malt liquor, blacking out, and vomiting all over unsuspecting people and things? But it looks as though there is nothing we can do. A

If your introduction to magic included Criss Angel’s “Mindfreak”, or Gob in “Arrested Development”, then you could be forgiven for mistaking magicians with, say, ice dancing competitors. But magic hasn’t always been synonymous with guyliner. During the 1920s, when Harry Houdini submerged himself, shackled, inside a chamber he dubbed the

The 2010 Canstruction competition is almost over! The annual contest to build the most interesting sculpture entirely out of full cans of food will be on display for another two days at the World Financial Center Winter Garden. This year’s entrants include a can version of The Standard Hotel, Mr.