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FREE "Pink Slip Party" At Galapagos Tonight
This post is for the truly Broke-Ass. The ones who are broke because they have no income, and have no income because they have no job. You’ve felt alone, lo these many nights. Sending resume after cover letter after desperate plea into the cyber-abyss of Craigslist, monster.com and idealist.org. and
FREE Pabst, Sandwiches and Movies at Lounge Bar
“No more wire hangers!!” Whether you’ve seen it a dozen or not at all, Pabst Blue Ribbon’s sponsored “Monday Movie Madness” may be the best opportunity ever to watch Faye Dunaway’s Joan Crawford in Frank Perry’s Mommie Dearest. Starting at 8 PM at the redundantly named Lounge Bar on Bowery,
Sunday Best at the BKLYN Yard
Last night was supposed to be low key and chill. I was going to be home by 1 and in bed shortly thereafter if all went according to plan. Alas the best of intentions came to nothing and I didn’t get to bed until shortly after 4. My dreams of
FREE Music and BBQ at Hooves on the Turf's Northside Showcase
Yesterday’s unexpected turn from the 20th gray, rainy miserable day in a row to sunny and lovely late spring afternoon evening restored my faith in God and humanity. Too bad it didn’t last. We’re back to gray and lame again today, but it’s not raining yet, so at least we
New York: Save Fashion! Final Sale Extravaganza
Fashion’s in trouble..and it needs your help! Ultimate arbiters of independent style, Refinery29 have been hosting their fantastic pop-up shop SAVE FASHION for the past month. It’s in a glass walled annex attached to Port Authority and the racks of designer dresses, shorts and handbags ensure that the drunk
Memorial Day Weekend in NYC
Last night I went to a SaveFashion event sponsored by Refinery29. Like “Save the Whales”, Save Fashion is dedicated to supporting and protecting the noblest and most preyed upon of creatures: the New York Fashion Designer. There was a bunch of complimentary Alize and Amstel Light and deep discounts on
NYC: Sit Your Ass in the Grass
New York is currently in the midst of an on-again off-again springtime. Temperatures have vacillated wildly and we’ve had several chilly rainy days lately, which sucks and has me dreaming about the 88 degree weekend from a few weeks back. Since New York only has about five habitable months per