B-Boy Limping


Last night I went to a Yankees Fragrance launch party
February 22, 2012, 10:54 am
Filed under: Hello boysssss, New York, Weird Science | Tags: ,

And I was wishin’ and hopin’ and prayin’ to get one of the gift baskets that Jeter gives his one-night stands, but all I got was this MLB sports bag:

Not too shabby I guess, but not something I can get much for on eBay, y’know?

side…


to side.

Anyway, the fragrances–“New York Yankees” and “New York Yankees for Her”–were decent, but I’m still confused as to why there is one for women. Although, it’s described as “flirty” and I know that’s what I am when I find myself at a baseball game…

Which is like, all the time, by the way.

Should you want to show your support through scent you can get it in April at Macy’s (1.7 oz and 3.4 oz, $49 and $62).


Samples by day…


 

 Lovahhhs by night.



Axl’s hats

At the Guns n’ Roses gig at Hiro Ballroom last night.


Black Hat


camera phones.


White Hat

WINKLEVOSS.


No Hat


Ecstasyyyyyy.

[Set list]



Das Racist + Carnegie Hall =

At the Tibet House Benefit concert tonight.

Also apparently this happened:



geez lou reed,
November 16, 2011, 9:20 am
Filed under: New York, Weird Science

Other people live in the building too…



Here are some pictures of Ira Glass getting wasted
September 18, 2011, 12:32 pm
Filed under: Comedy, New York, oy oy oy, Weird Science | Tags: ,

At the “Drunk” themed Talent Show last night at the Bell House, part of the Eugene Mirman Comedy Festival.

(a.k.a sort of the best thing ever.)


Shot!


Shot!


Shot!

Regret!

Arm wrestling!

Bantering (out of turn) with Rachel Maddow!

Heckling sober comedian Dan St. Germain!


At the bottom of a human pyramid!


Getting helped up by his beautiful wife!

“More please.”

Cheers.

[The Bell House, 9/17/2011]



Scenes from the Hipster Puppy Pageant


You like my emo butt stars?

Well I dig your retro phone, mama.

I go both ways…

…if you know what I mean.

Ironic Lampshade is the name of my band.

I wonder if anyone can smell my fart.

BORED.


DRUNK.

HIGH.


WHAT IS LIFE.


I just took a dump over there I’m so hipster American Apparel on my butt aaaaaaahhhhhh.

My headphones aren’t even plugged in.

Goin’ to a rave right after this.

[whispering] Fuck you.

I only know three chords but I make up for it with style.

Hey girrrrl, wanna get out of here and grab a bite? I brought my own PBR.

Fine, whatever, look, I have a show I’ve got to get to.

No, it’s cool, you’re not on the list anyway.

[whispering] Fuck you.

[Hipster Puppy Pageant, powerHouse Books, 8/25/2011]



Husband Hunting, pt. 3
August 10, 2011, 4:57 pm
Filed under: Hello boysssss, Husband hunting, Music, New York, Weird Science | Tags:

At the Horrors show at Webster Hall last night, which coincided with the release of their latest Skying.

First I went for the lead singer, because, duh:

But he was so moody, ya know?

So then I looked to the  drummer, because they’re very good with rhythm,  and that is appealing.

But I couldn’t  get behind the hat.

So then I thought, maybe the bass player?

Nah…  I think I’d rather just borrow his wardrobe.

But wait, how could I miss this dude? And his hair!

Such pretty hair. I think I’d be into it more than him.

So then my eyes wandered off the stage, over to Justine, behind Justine, to Nick Zinner of the YYYs…

But he seemed a little shy. I mean, can you even tell it’s him?

Back on track, I decided I needed someone that took some pride in their appearance. Someone who could easily pass for an accountant if need be, and fool my parents.

Someone preferably who could play the tambourine.

Guys, maybe I found him?



Last week I visited lady liberty
July 4, 2011, 10:48 am
Filed under: New York, Weird Science

She’s got, like, a whole island. Baller!

And she’s a fun lady, too. Here she is looking good while she backs that azz up:

And here’s Justine wondering, “How can I be fly like this lady? Should I start with a toga?

Hm, it would be comfortable… ”

Did you know? The actual name for the statue is “Liberty Enlightening the World” and sculptor Frédéric Bartholdi is rumored to have based the face on his mother and the body on his wife. Creepy!

Not (as) creepy is this  barge set up to shoot off fireworks tonight:

And the little tugboat, Susan Miller, that came along with it.

It’s an unusual (read: really bland) name for a boat. Like they actually thought “I’m either gonna call it the Flying Dragon, or Susan Miller. I just don’t know, man.”

But who is this Susan Miller that eventually won out over the Flying Dragon? Is it the owner’s wife? Mistress? Mom? Is it referring to the Baroness Miller of Chilthorne Domer whose interests are “sailing (!), gardening and travel and, of course, reading”?

Nah, there is only one Susan Miller prescient enough to warrant a tugboat named after her. And she of course is the mistress of  Astrologyzone (like you  you don’t read it every month. Don’t even front.).

Makes sense: I hear tugboat owners are super into getting their charts read.

Happy Fourth you guys!



Here are some shots of Jamie Lidell’s outfit
May 1, 2011, 1:05 pm
Filed under: Music, New York, Weird Science

At the closing party for the Fiat pop-up store last night in Soho (I know, whaaa?  … no idea).
Anyway, wanted to see if I could figure out what was going on with the jacket:


Nope, still baffled. Charismatic dude, though.

Also James Murphy and Pat Mahoney (as Special Disco Version) DJ’d. Here are some photos!

Settin’ up.

An appearance by Nancy Whang (behind the speaker).


Workin‘.

And here is the space and random Fiat paraphernalia. Gotta get paiddddddd:



Have I shown you guys my Snuggie?
December 19, 2010, 10:12 pm
Filed under: Nature!, oy oy oy, Weird Science

The designer blanket with sleeves (now with pockets!)???

It’s totally awesome. I mean, there are so many things you can do with it!

You can play bridge, text yr girlfriend…

… or get very important business done on your laptop.

You can watch TV, challenge your buddy to a video game, or,

(you guys)

You can fish!

Or fish sitting down!

My Snuggie so practical, y’all.

Just how practical, you ask?

Well, this was the book that came with it:

To Be Continued…