Kudos to Alex for finding this strangely engrossing and hilarious tumblr filled with Garfield comic strips sans Garfield. Oh Jon Arbuckle, who knew you were such a creepy character? The most disturbing part: I’m pretty sure I know more than a few people whose lives are strikingly similar to these strips…
This NYT article offers a little more insight into human nature: the dichotomy between moving forward with fewer options or stagnating by keeping all our options open. The thuds of old doors closing isn’t pleasant, but I think the sound of the one right new door opening probably resembles a sick Jimmy Page solo…which, of course, makes for an easy decision…
Marijuana-infused gin and Contreau Caviar? I’m glad someone is finally shaking up the cocktail scene. I’m getting tired of those lo-cal vodka sodas anyway. The NY Post and the NY Times both printed articles yesterday offering strange new inebriating concoctions. Who doesn’t love a good excuse to drink? And now that absinthe is legal, we won’t have to wait ‘til the next penthouse party to imbibe…
This posting it the NYT’s Diner’s Journal reveals that Ken Friedman (owner of the Spotted Pig) is opening two new restaurants, both of which sound promising. What I find most interesting is how Friedman unsmoothly reveals that at Freeman’s “The food is never that good.” I’m now having second thoughts about waiting 2 hours to score brunch there…
I'll pay someone to do this and report back to me...
New York City Chinatown Garbage Tour
Did you know you could make art out of dead animals? I am going to show you how to collect dead animals from the garbage in Chinatown to make your own personal taxidermy. This is the first NYC Chinatown Garbage Taxidermy Tour. You will learn how to dig in the garbage for dead animals. You can make art out of these animals. I’ve found everything from sharks to frogs to plain old unidentifiable crap. Sometimes I find nothing interesting, but that is what makes it fun. You never know. RSVP is appreciated but not required.
Southeast Corner of Canal Street and Lafayette Street, Manhattan Thursday, Feb 21, 9p rain or shine; $free stoproadkill.org
This article in the New York Times makes me excited for new cosmic discoveries. Although, I had a dream last night that the Earth was attacked by fierce aliens that spared few….Surprisingly, I woke up refreshed.
Went to Anthony Bourdain’s Les Halles last night for dinner and it was absolutely amazing. I think I’m still full. Every single thing I put in my mouth was so succulently perfect. The dimly lit atmosphere is intimate and bustling at the same time, and every server has a French accent. Just one part of my perfect Valentine’s Day.
According to New York Magazine’s Dailly Intelligencer, “the man” is trying to turn McCarren Park Pool into a swimming pool. Hmmm…an amazing outdoor show venue or a dirty public swimming pool? Oh, the cruelty of it all. Ghostland was so good there this past summer.
I can’t figure out my remote, and neither can you, right? Those buttons are just there to enrage us. What the heck is “TPS”? “aspect”? “sound virtualizer”? Something for those who can’t take real sound? I’d love to hear you rant about remotes and all the other too-complicated technology in your life.
I agree. I can barely get my TV to turn on without pushing 5+ buttons in child-like frustration.
So Which Presidential Candidate is the Antichrist?
This is for a piece I’m writing for [omitted]. I can’t quite figure out who the Antichrist is supposed to be in the Bible, and then which one of our leading presidential candidates is supposed to be him here on earth. Lots of nuts making the case for each candidate. Why? Why does American have this strange nexus between plain old democracy and really weird prophecies? I’m looking for a little illumination — or at least a quick Sunday school/civics lesson.
Wow. And this article is actually going to be published.
I’m looking for experts to talk about the proliferation of celebs checking into hospitals for mental health issues. Britney Spears, a “Grey’s Anatomy” star and now Delta Burke. Also, is checking into a hospital for exhaustion a euphemism for checking into the psych ward? And furthermore, is the term “psych ward” an outdated, politically incorrect expression?
I’m am TOTALLY bringing “psych ward” back into my lexicon in a big way….
I am astounded by some of the stories writers are working on. I’m going to try to post the most outrageous one I get each day. Below, TONGUES:
I am looking for medical professionals to help me with a story I am working on about the human tongue, with regard to the following: How does the tongue taste (how do taste buds work)? How it enables us to talk. What it is — a muscle? An organ? A bunch of muscle groups? How can certain people clove and roll their tongues while other cannot? What keeps us from swallowing our tongues and how does the tongue help us swallow? Why can the tongue be different colors (brown, pink, red, yellow, even hairy), and what do these differences mean? Why does the tongue play such an important role in kissing? Is it nerve endings? How did it get to be that sticking one’s tongue out is a nasty gesture? I recently read a study claiming the tongue might be a predictor of colon cancer. What else can we tell from the tongue? Etc. I am grateful for any responses.
Please God, let me never encounter a hairy, yellow tongue…