The High Line is a pretty great place to hang out and sip a lemonade, pose for photos against some awesome NYC backdrops, and even learn about space from amateur astronomers.  Like a lot of other people, it’s one of my favorite places in the city, which is why I

As someone who couldn’t even handle learning the recorder in the fifth grade, I give mad props to anyone who is even remotely musically inclined. If you even kind of play the guitar, you’re a total superstar in my eyes. If your clarinet skills recall that of a snake charmer

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Full disclosure:  I was on the quiz bowl team in high school.  Actually, I was captain of the quiz bowl team.  For four years.  Now that’s a Code Red Nerd Alert if I’ve ever seen one.  That being said, I have a soft spot for trivia, or any kind of

It has been said that the name your parents choose to give you will define the type of person you will become. Now imagine if you become the type of person that gets FREE drinks at the No Idea Bar. That’s exactly what your name can get you during their

Japanese artist Isamu Noguchi was one pretty cool cat.  The Ben Franklin of the art world, Noguchi was a real Renaissance man, and was well-known for his simplistic sculptures, public art, landscape architecture, lighting, and furniture.  There’s a Noguchi Museum in Long Island City– dedicated to the jack-of-all-trades’s work, and,

Patti Smith is pretty much the quintessential New York icon.  No matter how you slice it, that lady is badass.  For this reason, the whole of New York City– and hip people everywhere– collectively peed their pants over her recent book about her relationship with artist Robert Mapplethorpe, Just Kids.

When I lived in the projects over on 27th St. and 10th Ave., there were only two bars in the neighborhood I frequented. One was the Blarney Stone, and the other was Billymark’s West. Both of these places were characterized by unspeakable debauchery, strange nights that I hope to eventually

Living in a big city can be a major bummer.  There’s the lack of nature, the competition, the depressing drain on your finances.  It totally sucks.  But instead of getting wrapped up in your status anxiety and your rapidly depleting bank account, why don’t you embrace the most innocent, spirit-lifting