Even though Halloween is officially over,  some of us haven’t gotten our fill of the paranormal.  And since I’m in a bit of a sorry state I’m gonna keep this post short and sweet. After you nurse your tequila hangover and scrub off your zombie make-up, head to Greenwich Village

I’ve had some pretty terrible Halloweens.  Working at a restaurant in the West Village (2 years in a row), getting egged while walking down 6th Avenue, running around in the cold all night trying to find the BEST PARTY EVER’  Don’t let this happen to you.  If you still don’t

As Anna G. can corroborate, I harbor an intense and possibly irrational dislike of cats. I do. I know I’m not making any friends by admitting my abhorrence for one of nature’s most universally adored creatures but facts is facts.  I’m super allergic to them, I hate the yowling noises

My older sister wanted to see Times Square. We stepped out of the subway station, and walked in silence for about five minutes as we dodged tourists. She stopped and looked around at the flashing signs, the creepy glow in the air and the onslaught of brand name logos, and

The first mix tapes I made involved little to no thinking. My sisters and I would throw together tapes for car trips right after my parents got their first CD player. Our pickins’ were limited to whatever my dad had ordered from the Colombia House CD club, so they involved

[warning: non-Smiths/Morrissey fans may find this article slightly nonsensical] Tonight at the Black Rabbit in Greenpoint, Dave Hill hosts “Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now”— a night of speed-dating to the soundtrack of The Smiths/Morrissey. Don’t stop me if you think you’ve heard this one before, as this is a returning

Karaoke is one of those things that either begins or ends your night.  You know what kind of night you’ve had when you find a ticket stub from Sing Sing in your pocket and you wake up on someone’s couch.  Just like bowling, Karaoke is one of those group activities

2 WOMEN, 4 SHOWS, 1 STAGE: STAND-UP FAVORITES CROSS OVER TO THEATER in FLY, GIRL AND SO-LOW SHOW Two infectious female comedians are debuting a brand new show in the West Village.   Tickets for the double bill cost only $10 and you get a FREE glass of wine with the