The past two nights I have walked home in the drizzle eating Papaya Dog fries and cheeseburgers, giddy with the discovery that when you order to go and receive the styrofoam box you are given more fries than if you were to order them separately.  I could use a life

This could be a shady, underhanded marketing ploy by Pepto Bismol, but it seems there is a big hoorah about pizza going on tonight out in BK.  I could have used a piece of pizza last night, but instead dripped sauce all over my jeans walking and eating a shitty

At the risk of blowing all female participation in this interesting new venture, I feel I still need to admit that I signed up to be a guinea pig for GiveAndDate way back when it was still in development because a friend knows the people behind it. The idea, as

One evening, after arriving to go to what was promised to be a very rare and awesome party in the otherwise-barren nightlife wasteland that is downtown NYC, I found myself with a bunch of dudes, semi-stranded after the cops shut down the said awesome 5-story (allegedly clandestine) dance party.  Thinking

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

Big, galactic high-five to MyOpenBar (which I’m always ready to give) for listing tonight’s sarty (sale-party) of Wowch stuff at I Heart.   I don’t actually care about the clothes, but the Wowch seems to be a legend.  I’m not talking about whatever cultish fame he/she ( I don’t even know!)

I went to this awesome comedy night last week.  If this recap doesn’t stoke your fire you must be made out of diamonds, in which case I’ll pawn your ass.  I’d be there again tonight, but I’m learning how to bartend in Queens from a Spainard who worked in Ibiza