Monthly Archives: December 2007

I am a fucking nerd, and my joy factor is muted on account of the SSRIs and the prolonged absence of my special man-friend, but this is the funniest thing I have seen in like, six days.

Gloveless in the biting cold, my mother decides to buy some bootleg DVDs down on Lafayette before we hop on the train for home and central heating. They are five for a dollar: American Gangster, No Country for Old Men, … Continue reading →

Now that the Flux Capacitor is officially purchasable via interweb, I was forced to consider what year I would travel to, and why. Obviously my first choices are 2013 (so I can skip the Mayan apocalypse), and baktun 7 (approx. … Continue reading →

Hollertronix is like SOOOO 1945, but Diplo* ain’t, and the Fader has some exclusivo mix by him and Paul Devro with their commemorative H-Tronix feature for their 50th anniversary. Speaking of 1945, I am totally listening to Tribe’s “Oh My … Continue reading →

Hope you’re in a better place.

NY Times does a piece on our neighborhood bodegas, coffee joints, bars. The amazing part is that the chick interviewed Ralph, our neighborhood barista/bartender, and his best friend Steve, the theater dude. Leading me to believe she’s a local. Sigh. … Continue reading →