A few summers ago in the Hamptons, I met a young man with a great personality and an ability to make everyone have a good time. At the time, he was the general manager at Ella Lounge, a spunky little LES staple that is now (sadly) gone. Now co-owner of

Thanksgiving is upon us and we know it’s great to be with family but there’s a point where there’s just too much togetherness. I personally have used (and will continue to use) sports to get out of social interactions with my kin. Bless America’s gridiron icons for duking it out on

The service industry: where dick jokes never get old Living and working in the performing arts usually means I spend more time behind a bar, (or in front of one) then I do on stage, or sitting at a desk writing my masterpiece. In fact you can end up spending

  Photo from someecards.com   So it’s only day two of the NCAA tournament and your bracket’s already busted? Maybe you didn’t even fill out a bracket at all and you’re laughing at all the dumbasses who were actually stupid enough to think they’d win a billion dollars. That’s okay.

Where on earth did he leave it? I bartend a few nights a week. It’s what I do to pay the bills since being a writer is obviously not where the money is at. The other day I found a hoodie that someone had left at the Golden Gate Tap

The obvious topic is Sandy. There’s no way around it. Everyone is gabbing about it. I’ve been glued to my computer for the past week for all sorts of disaster porn. I’ve watched flood videos, power outage time-lapses, and weird post-disaster photo shoots. Now that the worst is over, things

Hi GUYS! It’s been a second. Sorry about the delayed finale to this series, but I’ve been travelling/hungover most days in the past month and I just really didn’t feel like doling out recommendations to you because there’s a part of me that thinks maybe I should clean up my act and calm down and put a halt to this raucous, unstable, indulgent, satanic party of a lifestyle.