By: Jonas Barnes Just four hours prior to writing this article, I was in the transient dwelling catacombs of the city known as the New York Subway System traveling home. I do this most nights after being out doing comedy. At this point, I imagine the entire nation is aware of

The Metropolitan Transit Authority gets a bad wrap from New Yorkers for being incompetent, dysfunctional, and money grabbing. And I’m here to tell you that they are absolutely right. These Transportation-Centric lunatics run this asylum and are willing to grab you by the scrote (or ovaries, everyone is equally screwed) to

One of my favorite past times is pursuing the Missed Connections section. It can be funny, heartwarming, scary and everything in between. When I lived in Greenpoint I regularly took the L train. One of my good pals I would refer to it as the Love Train as he always

I have a past of being continuously screwed over. I’m pretty sure my leech of an ex-boyfriend who still manages to interfere with my present-day life is why I have this pipe dream of being swept off my feet by a wealthy B-list celebrity or a rich finance dude. Until

A venue that wants its shows to sound good as much as its paying customers do is mighty fine thing in my  “Why doesn’t this happen more often?” book. A venue that wants to throw a dance party and free beer hour while they’re at it is enough to make

Shopping at thrift stores is like playing the lottery. It can be extremely rewarding, but more often than not is just very frustrating and disappointing. Oh, look at that awesome shirt! What size is it? Damn, missed it by one number! I could have been style-rich! The odds in the

I don’t usually head out to Jersey on a Saturday night, but this looks really, really cool.  The community-run, depression-era grand Loew’s Movie Palace in Jersey City is showing two films from the 1920s today: the Marx Brothers’ first film The Cocoanuts (1929) at 4pm, and Safety Last with live