“What is…? Kill it! Wait, is it dragging my tennis racket?!” Growing up, I’d never seen a cockroach. When I moved to NYC, a few fellows warned of these critters, telling fables about the roaches flying, eating through concrete…and dragging tennis rackets. I’d snicker. I don’t snicker anymore. After a

Picture this: it’s Saturday night, and you’re going to a house party because once again, it’s all you can afford to do. You can’t show up empty handed because – what are you – some kind of asshole?!? You stop by the bodega closest to the host’s house and if

Last weekend, my friend Heather and I spent four days as pretend hillbillies.  We’ve always wanted to go to the Deep South– land of deliciously heavy foods, porch drinking, adorable floppy-lipped hound dogs, and people with two first names and cousins for lovers (let’s forget the racism and gross ignorance

Life is intense. The sun is always too bright. The streets are always too dirty. Your friends are always too dull. Your girlfriend is always wearing those horrible pants you hate. At some point over the past million years or so of facing these realities, Man thought to himself: “Why

Tough day at the office?  Unwind by sketching some naked chick and knocking back a few PBRs.  Totally awesome art studio 3rd Ward offers a life drawing sessions and beer every Wednesday night at an event called Drink N’ Draw– $15 for a solo ticket, or $10 if you bring

I’ve been wanting to check out Williamsburg bar Good Co. since word spread to my Midwestern ears that they had one of the flyover states’ favorite past times, Cornhole (note: I did NOT say cow tipping, thankyouverymuch). Fortunately when I finally visited I found many other reasons to return: cocktails

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss! You could celebrate by eating green eggs and ham, wearing one of those god awful Cat in the Hat hats or painting a giant star upon your belly. Or you could go to Lady Jay’s for their crazy happy hour specials, that may or may not