America’s favorite accordion/drum/cello power trio, the ‘œDebutante Hour,’ presents a Variety Show Telethon Bash with 20 old, Soviet rotary phones, and a silent auction (bid on great stuff like the Debutante Hour makes you cupcakes or plays a personal show in your living room or takes you canoeing in the

There really is no angst quite as raw and awkward as teenage angst. As an adult, the closet thing you get to reliving it is watching My So-Called Life over and over. If you’re looking for a new fix of painful teenage angst, because you’ve memorized every episode, dig out

Deity is a new-ish bar/lounge in a converted synagogue located on the asphalt swath of Atlantic Avenue that keeps apart the abutting worlds of Boerum Hill and Fulton Street Mall. There was some hubbub when it opened because Talib Kweli was supposed to spin there  regularly. Tonight is a regular

Remember when I told you to go to the Oakland Art Murmur before the months of incessant rain started?  Well it looks like global warming has bought you a few more weeks of rain-free fun (my circadian rhythm was so confused by yesterday’s nearly 80º temperature that I forgot it

I smoked a lot of pot in high school.  In fact, I’d pretty much have to say it was my hobby.  I was really good at it too.  Not only did I smoke it everyday, I also managed to get really good grades!  While I don’t really smoke very often

FREE Bag Making at Sweatshop Social Grunt at your computer if you have a cupboard that’s been completely overtaken with plastic grocery sacks from the bodega. If you grunted, you should switch to reusable cloth grocery bags. Every grocery store in the NYC area sells them for 99 cents, or

I discovered Apples to Apples like we all do – at a dinner party, post dinner, with the wine a-flowin freely!  Initially Apples to Apples sounded more like a 4th-grade grammar lesson than a game to me, but judge not lest ye be left out on your too-cool-for-school ass! Laura

I’m going to assume most of you skipped the crack of dawn, stampede inducing, celebration of blind consumerism that is Black Friday. But let’s face it, women be shopping, and I am one of those women. Whether I’m up to my ears in credit card debt, I still feel the