Just in time for pride month...

Talk about niche marketing!
Who are the creative geniuses at Charmin?



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On Precious

Everyone loves Precious and her dramatic reading

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Brian: so what was the deal with that video you sent me

Brian: everyone i sent it to was like...WTF

Me: there is no deal

Me: it is the best thing ever

Brian: if i ever audition for a show again, i'm using that as my monologue

Brian: it really is the best thing ever

Brian: i really want to know what its from or if she made it up herself

Brian: its probably from some like Younger Man, Older Woman type thing that stars Millie Jackson and plays at the Beacon Theater for 2 weeks

Me: it's from brooklyn cable access in 1984

Me: i love the commercials for the beacon theater shows

Me: they always have some sassy quote

Me: like

Me: "The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice"

Brian: i think thats actually the name of one of those plays

Brian: im always so tempted to buy tickets

Brian: and theres like ramshackle cheap sets and sassy black women breaking out into gospel songs in their kitchens

Frap = Fat

There's a bit of a Starbucks addiction in my office - that may change after I show them this post from the always entertaining A Brooklyn Life blog comparing the nutritional content of a Big Mac to a Frap -- guess which one is worse?

Only in NY

Where would you find a cat dressed up in business attire (both shirt and tie!) on one of the warmest nights of the year? In the West Village, of course!




You just know some queen thought this was the best idea ever.

Sometimes he was Cinnamon

This speaks for itself





Via LadyBunny

The Definition of Wrong #4

I have absolutely no restraint when it comes to food - I blame this on my Italian heritage. To make up for this I make sure to run a few days a week as atonement for my terrible diet.

I dutifully went in to the gym today and was about half way through my run when I smelled something awful --- we're talking fish rotting in the sun awful. The guy working out to my left had apparently decided it was ok to fart while running on the treadmill-- after all, everyone is listening to their iPods and no one will notice, right?

Wrong.
I noticed.

I continued to run while simultaneously trying not to gag.

I looked over to see a youngish woman get on the treadmill to my left. She starts her run and then must have noticed the stench in the air.
The woman turns in my direction, gives me a dirty look and then walks over to a treadmill on the other side of the room.

So thank you Mr. Farting Treadmill guy - for today you are the definition of wrong.