
"And frankly,
when I lived in a high-rise apartment in the Financial District, more of my shit got swiped by my rich young businessmen neighbors than ever got taken from me when I lived in the East Village in a basement. Yeah, I KNEW you were taking my stuff, Mr. Apartment 14C. YOU DIDN'T FOOL ME. YOU AREN'T SO SLICK. So yeah, rich people can suck it." (
Fear and Loathing NY)
One day with John Lennon changed his life (
BoingBoing)
We'll take Manhattan: NYU's plans for 2031 (
Esquared)
Jeremiah sees digital Snickers bars (
Jeremiah's Vanishing NY)
It's likely that you have swine flu (
The New York Times)
Tagging Kleen-Stik (
BoweryBoogie)
Another HBO show with a cupcakes storyline (
Hunter-Gatherer)
Skipper needs a home (
Washington Square Park)
Kurt Strahm at Restless regarding Cooper Union and the Cooper Square Hotel:
And though I see the hotel as a bookend to the New Museum further down Bowery — anchoring the conversion of yet another distinctive swath of NYC into something (Bloomberg and) the yacht club set can enjoy — I admire its fetishistic finish and space-age look, and the honesty of its arrogances. Where Donald Trump's erections hide amid the skyscraper grass of Midtown, the Cooper Square lords over the puny East Village like a mammoth alien sexual appliance shot from space — Battlestar Dildactica? — a monument to the penile enhancing power of unapologetic greed, and decadence that is an end in itself.