One does work in midtown. One does touristy things in midtown. One can anticipate the largest and dumbest waste of time, space, and money ever to have been dreamed up since the days of the French aristocracy in midtown.  And now you can do one stop meal shopping in midtown

After watching American television for so many years, I sometimes forget how sterile it is. Sure we’ve got vampire sex on True Blood, 1001 new ways to rape someone on Law & Order SVU, and upskirt shots on TMZ, but when was the last time you heard someone casually curse

Hypothetical:  You’re in a Wednesday night adult softball league that plays on the fields at Chestnut and Laguna in the Marina.  Said team plays (and inevitably loses) game.  You are angry, but mostly because you didn’t eat before you came and you’re pretty ravenous.  Where do you go? If you’re

I’ve been flying Virgin America a lot lately.  It flies directly to most of the place I have to go (San Diego, LA, NY) and it’s as cheap as any of the other airlines.  Seriously, why the fuck would I spend a 5.5 hour trip to NY on a janky-ass

The Whiskey Brooklyn, which just opened this past August, is modeled after its two brother bars, The Whiskey Tavern in Chinatown and Whiskey Town in the East Village. Not surprisingly, they offer a wide selection of Scotch, Bourbon, and whiskey divided by provenance, including (for relaxing times) Japan’s own Suntory

Another day, another food-themed charity event. What do Brooklynites love more than eating local comfort food?, showing off how well they can make said food. There’s a cook-off for every foodstuff, but I have a feeling no one can deny the pie. Get your pie fix in a low-key comforting environment. Before

Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn. It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired. If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought.