Showing posts with label our youth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label our youth. Show all posts

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Noted


Several readers sent along the New York magazine Q-and-A with 19-year-old actress Sarah Hyland, who lives in the East Village.

Some excerpts!

Who's your favorite New Yorker, living or dead, real or fictional?
Carrie Bradshaw or Mickey Rooney. When I was 15 I thought I was [Carrie] reincarnated. And I just love Mickey Rooney! Who doesn't? He's so tiny and cute.

Do you give money to panhandlers?
It really depends. If they really look like they're having a hard time, then yes. But I've seen so many people in the East Village pretend they're missing a leg and then they pull it out of nowhere and walk away with all the money they got during the day. So it really depends. I usually give money to talented-musician panhandlers.

I have no idea why you people sent me this link. I like Mickey Rooney too. So, lay off. She's only 19.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Putting the ass in water gun assassination

Fliers are up in the neighborhood for the next Water Gun Assassination tournament in NYC from June 1-22.




According to the StreetWars Web site, to qualify to play:

-- You must be 18 years old or above please!
-- You must live and work in the 5 boroughs of NYC.
-- You have to be available late at night, in the cover of darkness, on either May 30th or May 31st to pick up your assignments in person.
-- You must be physically able to make at least one kill attempt per week. That means going out and actually trying to smoke someone. Just stalking and giving up does not count as an attempt. So if you need to run some business trips out of town for a few days is fine. But if you need to be going for a whole week during the game, then you would be disqualified.
-- Please, nobody who still lives with their mamas

The Times had a piece on StreetWars last fall:

StreetWars was created in 2004 by Franz Aliquo, then a 28-year-old securities lawyer, as a cure for a boredom phase he was working through. Mr. Aliquo named himself Supreme Commander and, with a friend known as Mustache Commander and other helpers, has held several killing tournaments in New York, San Francisco, Chicago, London and Paris. The game resembles the 1980s campus phenomenon Assassin, itself a reminder of the 1985 film “Gotcha!” starring Anthony Edwards and his paintball gun.

The contestants are mostly in their 20s or early 30s, from what could be called the kickball set; about 35 percent in the current war are women.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

You're so vain, you probably think this post is about you


From the Post today:

Going to college in New York City has never looked better. The city's 50 hottest college students -- vamping it up in steamy poses sure to distract even the most dedicated bookworm -- will soon appear on campus newsstands as a glossy magazine debuts May 4.

"We wanted to photograph interesting, hot people that make going to school in New York City so awesome," said Kane Sarhan, 22, a Pace University junior and publisher of the magazine, The College Gossip Chronicles, and its accompanying Website, thecgconline.com.


And the paper lets us meet a few of the 50:

Alex Casticas, 23

junior studying business administration at Fordham

Career Ambition: Working in biotechnology

Home: Switzerland

Sex Appeal: "My accent is what makes me stand out here," says Casticas, who admits he can play it up to seduce the ladies when he parties in SoHo or the Meatpacking District. He stays fit by doing martial arts, water-skiing and wakeboarding.


Ashton Fontana, 20 (pictured)

sophomore communications major at Fordham University

Home: Napa, California

Career Ambition: Fashion writer/magazine editor

Sex Appeal: "My Cali personality with my New York attitude. I know how to have a great time and look even greater doing it," says the beach beauty, who stays in shape by taking hip hop and lyrical dance classes.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Code name Narnia: NYU frosh have secret room where they can drink, smoke pot and have sex (reportedly)


Washington Square News has the story:

Within the walls of one freshman dorm exists a magical place, known to most first-year students only as “Narnia.” Narnia’s mythical reputation as a refuge in which students sip beer and smoke marijuana without RA interference has spread like wildfire throughout the freshman class.

Indeed, the rumors are based on truth. The party never stops in Narnia: nearly every day of every week, four suitemates invite friends and strangers alike to celebrate life with sex, music, alcohol and weed.

Narnia is actually an eight-by-four-foot room in a spacious suite. The room is clean and uncluttered with a bedsheet spread across the floor. Photographs and hand-drawn illustrations adorn the sanctuary’s walls, and lava lamps, ashtrays and a defunct popcorn maker sit near a small window. A large poster of “The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian” rests on the room’s center wall.


Well, it was probably fun while it lasted. And has anyone checked John Sexton's blood pressure lately?

Monday, March 16, 2009

What's on the minds of the neighborhood's youth?

Let's take a look at the chalk art some schoolchildren recently left in Tompkins Square Park...based on this they seem to be well-read...with a firm grasp of important societal issues....





And they seem to be reading the tabloids as well...

Saturday, September 27, 2008

The drama of squirt guns


The Times has a piece today on people who go around town and shoot each other with squirt guns.

StreetWars was created in 2004 by Franz Aliquo, then a 28-year-old securities lawyer, as a cure for a boredom phase he was working through. Mr. Aliquo named himself Supreme Commander and, with a friend known as Mustache Commander and other helpers, has held several killing tournaments in New York, San Francisco, Chicago, London and Paris. The game resembles the 1980s campus phenomenon Assassin, itself a reminder of the 1985 film “Gotcha!” starring Anthony Edwards and his paintball gun.

The contestants are mostly in their 20s or early 30s, from what could be called the kickball set; about 35 percent in the current war are women.