Oh, broke-ass darlings, Happy New Year! I imagine, and I don’t think that I’m that far off, that you are all currently missing some integral brain cells courtesy of the 2010 send-off, and while you are re-cooperating, you’d like things short and sweet. Me too. Typing is hard. Let me

Ever since my forced viewing of ‘œRed Pavement’ in driver’s ed, I have had a profound appreciation for cheesy, after-school-special videos warning me of the evils and dangers of the world.  So much so, that I have a hard time learning lessons if they aren’t delivered by the likes of

We cried, we laughed, maybe we even puked a little bit, but we survived another year. If you’re not to busy drowning yourself in Bloody Mary’s, there is plenty of awesome free stuff in our fair city this weekend. After all, do you really want the first face you see

Compiling this year in review has made me feel better about my own personal year in review, which recently ended with a complete stranger on the L train telling me that, based on an hour he spent talking with me at Union Pool once, he thinks I have an alcohol

Before I begin my persuasive post convincing you to go to the following New Year’s Eve bash, I have to be honest and admit the following:  In no way do I believe that mixing alcohol with roller skates and disco attire can end well. That said, CellSpace is hosting a

A funny pattern has popped up in my life for the last couple of New Years. About a month into January, a lot of people I know get engaged. I’m not sure if this is because they’re getting knocked up in a holiday eggnog fog or if proposing when the

If the existence of New Year’s resolutions prove anything, it’s that we are naturally optimistic. The ticking of the clock from 11:59 to midnight is rarely all that important – yet in the case with New Year’s, meaning is inescapable. Where one year brushes against the next, change and rebirth

With today being the last day of 2010, our attention turns to the events that such an important date habitually brings in. We’re going to be perfectly honest: Engaging in any one of New York City’s seemingly-countless New Year’s parties is not an endeavor fit for the broke. (You can