January 2009
Even more than I want a...
…bottomless mug of hot chocolate or a pair of unscuffable black suede Louboutin pumps, even more than I crave a calorie-free cheeseburger from the Spotted Pig (or really calorie-free everything), I want a pet. Stephen Bruce the springer spaniel will have to wait until this homegirl has a yard so my new warm cuddly of choice is a… …hamster whom I plan to christian Renwick...
“According to the latest People Style Watch, ‘Destruction Therapy’is...”
– CAF
Watchpeterwknox:egonzalez:hrrrthrrr:
A great view of New York City by Vicente Sahuc.
Notes from the creator:
Slow motion made in New York in 2008 with a cheap casio camera (sorry for the low quality and the JPED artefacts!) Hope you’ll like it! Music: “Numb” by U2 (zooropa album) I was roller skating, this gave the long and smooth travellings. but the most important thing is the stabilization, I...
Kermit the Bale. →
With profound thanks to CM from [Hometown] for filling me in on this awesome endeavor. May all your amphibious Patrick Bateman dreams come true!
“Vesta Clemmons, who is 77 and lives alone [in Houston], relies on the battered...”
– Jacques Steinberg Vesta is one cool chick.
via Gchat:
KAM: Let's play Word Associations.
Cary Randolph: Deal! I'll respond. You start.
KAM: Okay. Chocolate.
CR: Eat. God, I'm boring.
KAM: Boys.
KAM: Beyonce.
CR: Barf.
CR: Hummus.
KAM: Veggies.
CR: Tequila.
KAM: Stomach ache.
KAM: Conde Nast.
CR: Job.
CR: Tank top.
KAM: 'Nineties.
CR: Awesome.
KAM: Me!
My office is freezing. I truly believe that by...
SNOB ALERT.
PLEASE DON’T POLLUTE MY FACEBOOK NEWSFEED WITH YOUR WEDDING PICTURES IF YOUR GUESTS INCLUDED PEOPLE IN GYM SHORTS, TENNIS SHOES, JEANS, FLIP FLOPS, L.A. LOOKS HAIR GEL, SPAGHETTI STRAP TANK TOPS, CARGO SHORTS, JEAN SHORTS, OTHER KINDS OF SHORTS, UNTUCKED POLO SHIRTS, UNTUCKED SHORT-SLEEVED BUTTON-DOWNS, BASEBALL CAPS, COWBOY HATS, TRUCKER HATS (OH GOD, THOSE ARE THE WORST), OAKLEY...
“What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few...”
– John Updike March 18, 1932 to January 27, 2009
Dating a Banker Anonymous →
Thank God someone has finally recognized the recession’s real victims: people who date finance types. That’s right, ladies (and gentlemen, as the case may be). Those of you whose relationships have tanked faster than you can say “global financial crisis” are, at long last, getting the support and understanding you deserve. Thanks to Dating a Banker Anonymous, you can share...
WEIRD MONDAY: a comedy in three acts
Cast (in order of appearance)
Cary Boss MHL Security guard 1 Security guard 2 EMT Security guard 3 Bartender Cabbie
Act I, Scene 1: The Office
Late afternoon. Cary sits at her desk, fucking around, shopping for new jeans on Saks.com. Her aura seems to radiate, as not two hours earlier she bought three mini chocolate chip cookies at Cafe Basil on 47th, and the salesgirl accidentally gave...
“You can’t go home with the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. You don’t...”
– Billy Joel
Welcome to our four-year hangover. →
Hopefully it won’t last any longer than that.
“He faces mounting criticism over his $825 billion economic stimulus plan, from Republican leaders who say the legislation has been drawn up without the input which Mr Obama had promised to allow them.
“The president responded with a clear signal that he is prepared to ram the bill through without the bipartisan consensus he...
I think if I graphed the...
…progression of my “signature drink” from the first sip I took of a Keystone Light at age fourteen to last night’s margaritas, there would be a direct correlation between the amount of sugar in said drink and my perceived happiness at that moment in time. That first beer wasn’t very sugary, and I spent most of the night freaking out about my parents smelling hops on my breath when I snuck home...
In thirteen hours I'll be standing in line to...
“As much as I am a product of many places, I am a New York girl through and...”
– Gwyneth Paltrow
Whenever people back home tells me that New York...
…I remind them that they are just too small.
“Your eyes are really pretty. They’re not exactly brown. They’re...”
– Some random girl to PAP
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The Totally Dope Manhattan Half-Marathon Playlist
By this time on Sunday I will be able to say that I have run three and a HALF marathons, but nothing, not even bragging rights, will keep me moving toward the finish line like an iPod full of carefully-picked jams. Make fun of me all you want, but remember, I'll be the one running for (not quite) two hours on a below-freezing January morning.
Rob Zombie: Dragula
The Faint: Southern Belles in London Sing
Johnny Cash: Ring of Fire
UB40: Can't Help Falling in Love
Rod Stewart: Forever Young
Talking Heads: Once in a Lifetime
Third Eye Blind: Camouflage
The Wallflowers: God Don't Make Lonely Girls
Slightly Stoopid: 'Round the World
Nelly & Skynyrd: Sweet Home Country Grammar (remix!)
Jesse McCartney: Leavin'
Alfie Zappacosta: Overload
Matchbox Twenty: How Far We've Come
Phil Collins: In the Air Tonight
Girl Talk: Play Your Part (Part 1)
Sting: Fields of Gold
Rolling Stones: Undercover of the Night
Rihanna: Disturbia
Kanye West: Stronger
The Killers: All These Things That I've Done
Moby: James Bond
Chemical Brothers: Galvanize
Rob Bass: It Takes Two
Out Hud: It's For You
Smashing Pumpkins: 1979
Girl Talk: Double Pump
Girl Talk: Overtime
Phil Collins: Sussudio
Jay Z: 99 Problems
Kings of Leon: Crawl
Third Eye Blind: Faster
Miley Cyrus: See You Again
Metron Station: Shake It
Depeche Mode: Policy of Truth
The Four Tops: Sugar Pie, Honey Bun
Timbaland: The Way I Are
Bloc Party: Banquet
Huey Lewis and the News: I Want a New Drug
Beach Boys: Kokomo
Rolling Stones: Sad Sad Sad
Prodigy: Smack My Bitch Up
The Eagles: Too Many Hands
Dire Straits: Money for Nothing
Jackson Browne: Running on Empty
INXS: Need You Tonight
Roxette: The Look
Eric Prydz: Proper Education
Natasha Bedingfield: These Words
Coldplay: Life in Technicolor
Chris Brown: Forever
Coldplay: Death and All His Friends
The Outfield: Your Love
Akon: Dangerous
Britney Spears: Womanizer
Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons: December 1963
Color Me Badd: All for Love
Lady Gaga: Just Dance
Robert Palmer: Simply Irresistable
Stevie Nicks: Stand Back
Wyclef Jean: Sweetest Girl
George Strait: It Just Comes Natural
Steppenwolf: Magic Carpet Ride
Don't remember this jam? Then get the fuck out. →
Via company email:
Cary Randolph: FYI, 'twas I who filled in all the circulation info AND I found data to insert that [Redacted] hadn't noticed. CARY FOR THE WIN.
PAP: That’s why you are a mother fucking baller. I always knew you would be a bad ass for this company.
CR: Look. I'm not trying to toot my own horn but...TOOT TOOT.
PAP: Are you sure that was not you backing up?
I just created a Facebook profile for my mom.
“If I were a French philosopher…I’d say that perhaps the Sex and the City...”
– A.A. Gill, “The Out of Towners”
WOW WOW OW OW OW
What an awesome, awesome day to wear my zero traction, slick as lip gloss leopard flats to work and slip on a mystery ice patch on the corner of 39th and Lexington and bust ass for all the Midtown commuting world to see. What a perfect way to head into my race weekend - with two enormous gaping wounds on my right leg and little flecks of sidewalk now coursing through my veins. What a great...
ALL I EVER WANT ALL THE TIME ARE SMOOCHES AND TWIX...
Central Park Runners' Map →
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I wake up at six if I am...
…able to sleep at all, and I’m usually not hungry because I ate pasta the night before, but I eat anyway, a banana, and I can’t tell if the food or the nerves make me nauseous. I dress quickly in the dark, and pack my bag with everything I’ll need: Gu pack, iPod, headphones, Advil, water belt, baseball cap, ID, cell phone, credit card, safety pins, bib number. I worry that...
TRUE LOVE.
Wall-E: Eve!
Eve: Wall-E!
via Gchat:
Roommate PH: He's so my BF, but without the title.
Cary Randolph: I can't believe this. We both went from 0 to 100 with our new boys.
PH: In like 3.1 seconds too.
PH: We are like the Aston Martins of dating.
