Hey, guys– in case you didn’t know, sometimes you gotta hustle in NYC. I mean, this is the place where dreams come true. It’s like Disneyland for adults—just as expensive and magical, except its also dirty and sometimes dangerous and smells like hobo pee. Not to mention the weather here
i. Wine at FourBarrel for Brett Walker‘s art opening. “Self-Titled,” a collection of his photos, will be up on the walls to look at for FREE until November 29th. ii. This song. It haunts me. [youtube N_atFMCUJ1o] iii. Reading these fascinating posts by a man who spent two years in
Loud noises! Sailors! Gay guys in hot pants! These fit right into a game I like to call “Halloween, Pride or Fleet Week?” One look out the window should tell you (as if you don’t already know, you savvy San Franciscan, you) that it’s FLEET WEEK and you know what
Forthcoming Facebook biopic aside, there is no doubt a significant void between art and the average social network. There are few who would see much of inspiration in the online friend network, and even fewer would would be able to convert any extant inspiration into something artistic or worthwhile. George Underwood is
Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spiritâ€¦probably not.
Abandoned buildings attract a wide variety of people: heroin addicts, the homeless, architects, film students, etc. Their future usually involves demolition or conversion into a luxury condo, and some abandoned luxury condos have become home to heroin addicts as well. I’ll never be able to call the condos attractive, but