I’ve been spending my lunch in Trinity Cemetery hanging out with the ghosts of Alexander Hamilton and Robert Fulton. Alexander denies he ever had dreadlocks in his youth in the Caribbean, and Robert Fulton keeps trying to convince me to buy steam powered technology. I told him him I don’t

There are few things easier to justify as the weather gets warmer than cozying up with a beer the size of your head and taking a little snoozer in the park. If you live in the Williamsburg area, you know what’s coming next. But for any of you out there

Excuse my ignorance of the form, but I’ve never been much of one for modern dance. It’s an incredibly powerful art that can really illicit emotion through the display of the body contorting and acting in uncommon, graceful ways, but watching too many bad performances soured my taste for the

It’s nearly impossible to get to see and be up to date on all the best new art in this city, so consider this your major tip– if you only go to one art show this year, make it Fawad Khan’s solo show, FRACTURED REVERIE, at the Lu Magnus Art

Spring is coming, and after spring comes summer, and that means you will be starting to hit up parks in NYC. A whole list of posts could be devoted to the ongoing entertainment programs you can expect from each concrete and dirt patch we call “parks” in this city, but

What I didn’t learn about human sexuality in sex ed class, I learned from reading Savage Love. Dan Savage´s columns prepared me for any weird thing a guy might do, and taught me about warning signs in relationships. He´s been talking people through their problems with threesomes, masturbating parrots, sex

Oh Kenka…Kenka…Kenka…Kenka. You are one of the weirdest fucking places I’ve ever eaten in my entire life and for that, I salute you. I’m literally sitting here in front of my computer trying to find the proper words with which to describe you and the only thing that keeps popping