It is so, so hot in this city. Ninety and over temperatures this whole week; my inner Siberian is melting. I’m surprised anyone made it to work this morning. In fact, if they didn’t, people have a totally worthwhile and valid excuse. The city’s outdoor pools, which are free –

After spouting off on the wonders of Brooklyn Yard and how sweet all the parties would be there this summer, I feel bad for getting your (and my) hopes up since the venue shuttered less than a week after I wrote about them, goddamnit. But don’t fret, the Sunday Best

There are many reasons why Crest Hardware is my favorite hardware store in existence. They have a parrot that makes awesome squawking noises, and will eat your finger off given the chance. It’s family owned, and the employees are super helpful. It’s the kind of place where the sales clerks

There are a few reasons a person might drink six cans of shit beer in one sitting. Getting fired. Getting dumped. The United States losing to Ghana. Weekday afternoons. You know, truly heartbreaking shit. Luckily, like most necessities in this city, there is a bar for that. Floyd, which sits

Being in Times Square always makes me want to murder everyone. It’s crowded, loud, covered in trash, the ads give you seizures – there is no end to its awfulness. But the worst are those people from the Ha! comedy club who stand on every corner soliciting you to attend

It’s blazing hot this weekend (as it will probably be for the next 3 months), and they only way to nurse that hangover properly is to either bring a Camelbak’s worth of Gatorade to the beach or soak up all that booze with delicious local food. Since I JUST ran

Since I am currently in the middle of a move to a new apartment (from Williamsburg to Greenpoint) I thought I would dedicate this post to a continuation of the ‘œPatron’ discussion.  It just so happens that I may have stumbled upon a new one to add to my growing