Version:1.0 StartHTML:0000000213 EndHTML:0000008463 StartFragment:0000003402 EndFragment:0000008427 SourceURL:file:///Corpus%20Colossum/Users/ashleyclaire/Desktop/Freelance%20Stuff/Clips/A_FriedmanClips.doc For a lot of us, pursuing the creative career dreams we have means putting on hold the big money-hot clothes-Venice vacation dreams that we also have.     BUT as we are all sometimes been forced to admit -both on this site and in actual, physical

A few years ago, “crafting” was probably more widely associated with crazy women hand-painting wooden signs to say “Spoiled Rotten Akita Lives Here” or cross-stitching pillows with pictures of birds hugging crying kittens. But with the rise of DIY culture, crafting has turned into something hipper, with people making cross-stitches

If you’re fucked up like me, you’ve read Naked Lunch [several times.] It has a permanent place on my bookshelf and will always be near and dear to my…veins. Burroughs is a legend and conversations about his work, his involvement in the literary scene as well as just exactly how

When I first walked by HiChristina, all I saw was a whirl of lights, projection screens, and people dancing like they were having the time of their life. I was intrigued to say the least. Having done a little digging, I found out that the space is run by Christina

Are you slow? I’m not talking in terms of intelligence or wit (you know you’re the funniest, smartest, lady/dood in the Mississippi), but actual, physical speed. Were you always the slow one in gym class? Does the idea of running, jogging, or moving at a velocity much faster than that

Dear November,  Remember all those hot plans I had this summer to live it up (and get it on) under the balmy stars?  Well, guess what Dead Leaves?  It’s not too late!  Tonight, BangOn!NYC is commandeering a Williamsburg Thai restaurant to bring me a loud, raunchy beach party with DJs,

If you assholes like to laugh, and I’m pretty sure you do, allow me to direct you to an event this evening that will have you busting a gut, splitting your sides and Ell-Oh-Ell-ing with such alacrity that your friend will have to ball-gag you! “Don’t Touch Me There”, tonight

I am clumsy as shit. I’ve gotten stitches on three separate occasions, each time in my face. This Halloween, I slipped down some stairs and got a bruise on my ass the size and color of Jupiter’s Great Red Spot, after spraining my ankle the previous week. I’m the kind